rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
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Helter Swelter I

The odor of skunk drifts through the sultry night, and is less offensive than the persistence of the day's heat. And today wasn't even the full horror. That is to begin tomorrow. I'm not looking forward to the next few days. Tomorrow is to be eleven degrees hotter than today was. The one saving grace in the forecast is for a nocturnal low of 65 degrees next Friday. If it turns out to be right, that will probably be the next time I get to be comfortable, if only for a few hours. I certainly can't afford to run the air conditioner long enough to get that cool, or even close to it. If I die of heat stroke before Friday night, missing that chill will be my greatest regret.

Go back to Hell, Hell.
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