Turning the corner
Oddly enough, eighty degrees feels downright cool after suffering through a couple hundred-degree days.
Now if I can catch up on the sleep I missed during those hot days (...pretty much eight hours each night...), I might regain some portion of my humanity. [Here my disheveled appearance, general inability to walk properly, and a low-rumbling utterance (...brains...) come into sharp focus.]
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