Something About the Weather

There has been something about the weather.

In the office, they talk about the exhaustion they've been having.
That it was hard to get up in the morning.
Some say under their breaths that they almost called out of work.
Others openly talk about how they were going to skip yoga class.

They all blamed it on the cold.

There have been talks about colds and fevers and illness.
The months of winter came harsh, but late.
WInter came in February.
He had chills and a fever for a day.
She ran, sniffling, nose red, blurry eyes.
Cassie called out a day - feverish and fatigued from the day prior.

We blamed it on these weather patterns.

Yesterday she told me that her period came to her twice this last month.
Even though she's on The Pill.
We both wince at that horrendous occurrence,
and wondered what would cause such an experience.

Last night,
I came back from a date.
My lower back had been acting up.
I think I bruised it.
I sat down on the toilet, warmed from my red wine.
And there I saw it -
spotting.

But...
I'm on the pill.
Twice in one month?

The cold.

This weather.

I don't know what it is.

I feel that eerie post apocalyptic madness that you feel in zombie movies.

Global warming, or San Francisco spontaneity.

I don't know.

There's something about this weather.