Today I peeled myself like a band-aid off my mattress when I awoke. The heat and humidity was so oppressive I hit the cold shower running. Five minutes later I was so drenched in sweat that I jumped back in. By days end who knows how many I will take?
Welcome to living in a bowl of soup.
In this muggy misfortune, you have to be careful when wearing shorts because your legs fuse to any smooth surface. I shrieked as I lifted myself off the chair on which I was sitting for a mere few minutes. The pain when you finally stand up from your seat, feels like your skin actually rips off. Fun times.
It’s feels like I am in Miami not Massachusetts. When I slid into the drivers seat of the car I was astonished to see that the outside temperature gauge on the dashboard read: “108 degrees.” Yeah, I’m all set with this.
The meteorologist said it’s supposed to rain today but other than a few scattered drops I’ve seen a lot of nothing. Oh the tease of a cool front blowing in. It’s New England after all, they say “if you don’t like the weather wait a minute it’ll probably change.” Well “they” lied because I’ve been swimming in this Wonton soup all day.
I don’t particularly like rainy days. Unless I’m able to hunker down indoors under a cozy comforter and sip on hot cocoa. I never thought I’d find myself saying this but I wish it would rain…
Love you Neil.