Storm coming
I cannot believe the humidity. My birkenstocks were too clammy to wear. The bread went moldy overnight. I don't think I'm sweating, because it isn't that hot, but the moisture in the air is condensing on my forehead, upper lip, and bare shoulders.
Huh. The notion of going to see 60 singers and 8 dancers in a performance space that isn't air conditioned isn't as appealing as it was when I was expecting torrential rains. But my love is in it and I think it will be cool.
This weather was weirder and more unbearable at 5:15 AM when the neighbor across the street was blasting music and shouting "I. CAN'T. HEAR. YOU." Fortunately, we sleep at the back of the house. I put on the the fan and it drowned him out nicely. Still, I was tossing and turning in the sticky air for quite a long time before sleep reclaimed my brain.
Huh. The notion of going to see 60 singers and 8 dancers in a performance space that isn't air conditioned isn't as appealing as it was when I was expecting torrential rains. But my love is in it and I think it will be cool.
This weather was weirder and more unbearable at 5:15 AM when the neighbor across the street was blasting music and shouting "I. CAN'T. HEAR. YOU." Fortunately, we sleep at the back of the house. I put on the the fan and it drowned him out nicely. Still, I was tossing and turning in the sticky air for quite a long time before sleep reclaimed my brain.