The thermometer says it’s 99 degrees outside. At 9pm. And that’s only 10 degrees cooler than the hottest temperature today.
Too hot to think. Too hot to be creative. Too hot to be out doing anything worth writing about.
Which is especially disappointing given how the sky evolved:
Anywhere else it would mean rain. In AZ we got a dust storm with such crazy winds that I could barely keep my car on the road. We’re supposed to get rain Monday.
I’m going to go retire to my fainting couch, fan myself and wait for the butler to bring me a mint julep.