The natural world and my place in it are not what they seem. The facts just are. Stuff happens without me doing anything, regardless of what I think. Life consists mainly of a storm of thoughts. Thoughts blow in one ear, swirl around briefly, then swooshes out the other ear. They leave a trace only if we grasp at them.

In the meteorology of the mind, last year's storms are found only in memory. However, the weather is constantly changing. Therefore, these weather patterns give a new, up close and personal, meaning to climate change.