Interesting phrase, isn't it? It can describe so many things; sickness, depression, injuries, on up to finding oneself under an actual cloud. What I especially love about phrases like this is that it inherently indicates that there are times when one isn't under the weather. When clouds crowd the sky and rain is pouring down (even metaphorically), we consider this 'weather'. Skies absent clouds filled with halcyon brilliance is not weather. It's a fallacy not necessarily of logic, but certainly of our collective idiom.
Regardless, I am sick. I'm not bedridden or in severe discomfort. It is really just mild discomfort manifested as a scratchy throat and the impending threat of sinus congestion. I haven't been ill in a while, but this round reminds me of how annoying it is. I can still go through my day and take care of standard activities, but there's a constant reminder that something isn't quite right. Fatigue settles in a little too easily and my patience erodes more quickly.
It's also hot; a phenomenon unusually common throughout the country this season. I don't like heat. I like to be cool, dry and comfortable. Cool, wet and comfortable are also okay, if you're in a pool or something. Heat tends to aggravate me, and exacerbates not feeling well.
That's enough complaining for now, I guess. I hope everyone is having a great day.
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