Yesterday, while on the way home from a brutal day in the heat, I thought of cantaloupe. I imagined it cut into a salad with grapes, strawberries and bananas. I thought of how good it would be sliced. Cantaloupe became an obsession, so I stopped at the grocery store for a cantaloupe. I knew even a "fair" cantaloupe would be perfect.
There were no cantaloupes. None. The watermelons looked putrid and were over five bucks for the tiny ones. So, I bought some grapes and bananas, although my heart wasn't in it any longer. I guess the drought has affected me, also.
I went home and sulked. I'm still sulking.