This week there was a bit of a heat wave. Sitting up in the 90s for a chunk of each day with no rain to break it up. The grass is looking unruly and dry. Thought there is a breeze, it’s more of a hot wind. The birds are quiet. Nothing much moves in the afternoon. I can see the heat coming off of the asphalt from my office window.
It could be worse. I did live in Houston for a time.
It’s Friday, and that has no meaning except that I can stay up late tonight and sleep in a bit. Of course I can’t actually stay up late because I will fall asleep at my regular time. And I will get up at the regular time. And the cycle will go on and on unbroken.
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