Monday May 12, 2008
I’m supposed to be acclimated to it by now. The heat, I mean. Well, it may happen, but it hasn’t happened yet. And, if the temperatures on the chart are accurate it’s not even so very hot.
Well, they’re telling fibs. It’s hot. It’s humid. And, apart from odd temporary escapes: in the car; in the fresh food aisle in the supermarket; in the early hours of the morning, just around dawn, I’m not enjoying it at all.
I’ll be back. If I don’t melt first.