Yesterday was Groundhog's Day and we learned from that insightful little rodent, Punxsutawney Phil, that we will have to suffer six more weeks of winter. Living in San Diego, the threat of an extended winter doesn't quite hold the same meaning as it does for people living in the northeast. So far this winter, I've only had to endure temperatures that range from the mid 60s to the mid 80s. In fact, my biggest weather-related dilemmas have mostly centered around the question of flip-flops or shoes.
“Argue for your limitations and sure enough, they're yours.” I caught this line from Richard Bach's Illusions loitering just outside my thoughts this morning. It didn't seem to be particularly menacing or like it was trying to cause any trouble, so I didn't give too much attention. It was probably just hanging out in the deserted food court waiting for Starbucks to open after the early showing of some forgotten dream sequence.