I am very anti-summer weather. It’s certainly not the fault of the season; it cannot help being the time of year where temperatures rise faster than my limited wardrobe adjustments can keep up with.
What i would do for a bed of snow to lay down in right now! Cold weather is wonderful: you can always add warmth by throwing on an extra layer or one more blanket, but this? I could strip naked and there is no relief. I wilt, my pores ooze with sweat, my skin breaks out, shirts stick to my back… I am fatigued, listless. I’ve neither any heat- nor humidity tolerance, and I’m living here of all places. We certainly do create our own miseries, do we not?
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