Le Deluge
What else is summer good for but using all of one’s magical powers to levitate out of the city for as long as the sober judges of one’s conscience will allow? Unlike those coy but suspiciously lazy lilies of the field, we citizens of the modern world work hard week after week and allow ourselves only a modicum of frivolity - almost always taken on the weekend, when we desperately need to catch up on sleep [Medice, Cure te Ipsum! -Ed.]
Anyway, in order to follow my own prescription for R & R, I am in the country as I type, enjoying a relaxing day off. Unfortunately it is raining so hard I expect to see Noah himself running down the road with a couple of well-stuffed suitcases, followed by a pair of aardvarks, no less.
So much for summer fun. The Cheerful Oncologist’s regular drivel will resume tomorrow, assuming I can float my way back to the big city. Arrivederci!
