On Thunderstorms, Spiders, and the Supreme Court

Processing the past few weeks

As I quick-step down the steep grade of my driveway, I feel the subtle changes that tell me a thunderstorm is near. The air as I stepped from my air-conditioned house feels thick, like a physical weight on my skin that I have to bear up under, full of so much moisture that a sheen of sweat almost immediately coats all visible skin. The wind is ruffling …