Funny how yesterday I was wondering how on earth I lived in Saudi. Today it's about 32 degrees Celsius outside (it's about 42 degrees in Riyadh). The windows are open as are the front and back door in an effort to allow a breeze through the home. It's very hot and I'm just not used to this weather anymore. Most people brighten up in the sun and the heat. For some reason, this year I haven't. Perhaps I'm reminded of my childhood: when we were a family of six, all happy and hunky dory, taking our parents and siblings for granted, taking happiness for granted, not a care in the world, no responsibilities, no work, swimming every day, shawarmas and sugarcane juice from Chicken Street at night, long holidays spanning the continents, cheap (and not-so-cheap) souvenirs, sunglasses, dozens of rolls of Kodak film, crackerjack, ice cream and Coca Cola - having a man in the house to take care of us, to take the front seat. I may be a Leo but I'm no lioness. I want to move on but I must wait patiently for that decision which will determine my happiness. Ya'Allah, I keep making duaa for the best, ya'arhamar'Rahimeen.