It’s ridiculously hot. 107? Gah.

That is, however, 5 degrees cooler than the hottest I can remember it being here. You’d think that after a certain point it all feels the same, but that’s not the case. I walked outside to my car today after having a too-short and not-frequent-enough lunch with one of my bestest friends, and my first thought was, “Oh you have GOT to be kidding me.” It was like the sun was shooting my exposed skin with little needles. It really felt like that – like constant painful pricks. And the parts of you that are covered by clothing feel like they’re both baking and suffocating.

Why do we live here, again? (Right, right, the jobs and friends. Sigh.)

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