It's very hot and humid outside, which is not common at where I live. So I'm not used to it and I never liked heat and humidity. I just don't feel like doing anything. I really hate this time of year for many reasons.

I went to church today and it felt "anti-climatic" for me because I had been considering leaving it. For now I have another church in mind. I want to leave where I've been going (I had been going for three years) because they have some new policies now that I don't support. Plus I had been wanting to leave there anyways.

I got together with a friend just briefly. We were going to have coffee together, but I couldn't agree to where to go because I didn't want to be inside, and it's too hot outside. I mentioned to my friend that I had not heard from my brother because I think he's mad at me. I told my friend that my brother gets mad very easily about the tiniest of things. My friend concluded that he must have had a rough childhood; and then he asked if I'm the same way. It upset me when he asked me that. And then my friend went into saying that my problem I have with other people is that I had a bad childhood and it's a reflection on others. He may be right, but I didn't care to hear that.