I woke up this morning worried about a fire warning.
As I rode my bike home from work, I was worried about getting rained on.
Welcome to Colorado, where the only thing more unpredictable than the weather is… well, nothing really.
Why am I talking about the weather?
I have no control over it. If the weather bothers me so much that I have to write about it, I can always move somewhere else. Somewhere more predictable. Like San Diego.
If I cannot change it, then I have to learn to accept it.