It is so hot. So hot. So hot.
When I step outside, I instantly start swearing. Loudly. Then I want to cry. I can't cry of course because all the moisture in my body is used in a constant flow of sweat. When I say sweat, I don't mean slight moistness. I mean full of droplets running down my face and body after walking two blocks.
Opening the window is like opening an oven. My bathroom and laundry room feel like the bowels of a jungle demon.
It is so hot.
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