After a night of sleep made very rough by intense heat, I awoke wishing more than anything that I was heading to work in a big chilly city. I could stop and grab an enormous coffee, and I wouldn’t even mind being caught in traffic. I could listen to NPR.
Instead, I woke up just as overheated and damp as I had gone to bed the night before. I pulled on my clothes, ate a squishy ripe banana, and slathered my face in sunscreen in the bumpy truck ride to the campo.
I thought the worst of the hottest season was behind us. Think again, loira*.
*loira = blondie
1 comment:
If it makes you feel any better, it just started snowing... I can't wait for a little heat, this winter has nearly ended me.
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