Heatwaves are the absolute worst regardless of a pandemic. I hate the heat. I was not born into a climate that experienced months of heat; I was born in an area that has heavy fog, crispy autumn mornings, and beach breezes. Sitting in my teenage bedroom with a fan going on full blast, I am remembering why I hated Sacramento/Davis during August. The heat is a demotivating bitch, and I spent the majority of my day off inside because of it.

On the plus side, I was able to catch up on rest and relaxation which is always a great thing. I also found that my favorite bubbly water (Topo Chico) is sold by the box at Whole Foods, so I stocked up on three boxes of this dream juice. My mom bought me new pens from Costco, so I used them in my Passion Planner to write out my work schedules and make a game plan for my extended goals. It was so relaxing to drink some bubbly water and write out where I want to be in three months, a year, and three years. What it comes down to is looking for things that will give me happiness and stability.

Heatwaves come with the seasons changing, and I have to remember that they are not permanent. Just like a bad mood, a heatwave crashes and drifts away. Basing your life on a bad wave will only result in getting caught up in more storms. Instead, I am focusing on the normal which is cold, foggy mornings that bring me so much joy and happiness, and planning to dress in layers for the future goals in mind. Hang loose my friends and drink some water.