Monday, July 08, 2013

At the library

It's so darn hot that it is hard to go anywhere.  I used to brag that I liked hot weather.  I did.  That changed a bit when I spent summer in Arizona in 1980.  120 degrees is really hot, especially in an ancient room with an "air cooler" in the ceiling, what ever that was.  At least there was a pool outside of my room and relationships everywhere.  Today reminds me of that time because I could not touch my steering wheel when I first got into the car.  Too HOT.

The library is a respite, cool and surrounded by books.  No one talks to me.  I need that.

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