The last two days I’ve been waking up early. Too early, this morning, as in I was already wide awake when the alarm went off for lzh to get up and go to work. The result: I want to be trying to finish off that article about the Great Scholar Tree (I have got to go to Hongdong one of these days. I have to see what all the fuss over this tree is about), but I feel like I should be in bed asleep but I can’t get to sleep. Oh well, I’ll get over it.
The good thing about this morning is the rain, though, which seemed to start with a heavy downpour sometime in the wee small hours when the sun’s first rays were trying to poke their way through the cloud and humid murk that have shrouded Beijing the last few days weeks months. It was that first downpour that woke me up, although I did manage to doze off for a while afterwards. Not long enough, though. Unfortunately the rain had stopped by about nine, and although it’s still overcast and there’s a chance it could rain again some time today, I suspect where back to that rainless constant humid murk.
So far this has been one of the most frustrating summers I’ve ever seen. Constant humid murk and the constant promise or even threat of rain, but very little rain actually falling. And very little sunshine, either. What’s the point in cloudy, humid weather if it’s not going to rain? What’s the point in not raining if it’s not going to be bright and sunny?
