Tonight is fairly nice, and filled with the sound of crickets and the smell of jasmine, and I'm sure I'll get through it, though the sudden onset of heat has left me low on energy. It's wheelie bin night, too, and I have to get them out to the street. There will probably be a microwaved dinner, since I don't feel like doing anything involving a flame, and I'm saving the makings of a sandwich for tomorrow night. What I'll do Wednesday night I don't know. Maybe I just won't eat.
Damned solstice breathing down our necks.