It is summer in full fledge. Everything is slow and tired and even messages to my brain are slack and limp. Like a thirsty messenger in the stark dry savanna back home who ran and ran and ran without stopping for food and drink to get the message to the receiver. Maybe to be shot dead for the bad news that came.
Only this sweltering heat has nothing to do with messages or running, it is just a hot and humid block of days before the freshness of winter come.
Ahh winter... it better snow this year !
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