My wife and daughter are still out of town, so I've been reading To Kill a Mockingbird again so I don't go crazy with loneliness at home. (Even when I'm out and about, even when I'm with friends, I still feel lonely without my family.) It's been a bit surreal reading the story again because we're currently having a heat wave in Seattle. This whole week it's supposed to be in the 90s and unusually humid. I can imagine I'm in Maycomb, Alabama.
I bought styrofoam boards and cut them to fit my windows or blocked the windows with cardboard to insulate the house in the daytime, then put a box fan in the window at night. It's still hot, but bearable.
I feel like Boo Radley, an invisible protagonist in the story, who spends his days shut up in a lonely old house with the shutters always drawn.
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