Heat expected to stick around.
I am hot and sticky and covered with mosquito bites.
I am sneezy and itchy and irritable.
I can barely run three miles without feeling exhausted.
I dream of nimbly running the frozen trails in thin-soled shoes, the dogs off-leash, all three of us leaping, bounding, exhaling frozen vapors, the sun shining orange, I, as close as I will ever come to flying...
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That's about the temp when I'm turning the heater off. A/C doesn't get turned on till triple digits!
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