Uncomfortable no matter where I go
This is quite the time of year, am I right? There is so much family plus neighbor time built into the summer.
The mornings are long plus lovely.
The mood is slow plus relaxed. The celebrations are filled with seasonal fruits, cold drinks, plus fireworks. I adore the Summer periodically. In my childhood, I hated the tepid season. I didn’t understand the merit of slowing down plus spending time together. I also didn’t see the appeal in kneeling out in the sun until it was necessary to leap into a cool body of water, however maybe maturity is teaching me these new life lessons, or maybe I’m just slowing down in my old age; Either way, I am finally understanding why everyone says Summer is their preferred season of the year. Except for one thing. There is no freaking locale to be comfortable during this season. My friend and I all know how tepid plus sticky it can be outside. My friend and I often have uneven temperatures around 100 degrees plus 100% humidity. The air is often so thick it feels like you can swim in it, however clearly, being outdoors is risky dealer unless you’re built like a camel. That being said, the indoor air conditions definitely aren’t a big improvement. Instead of being dramatically tepid plus humid, the indoor environment is frosty cold plus dry. Tell me how that’s any better, then you pass from one hot, wet locale into a staunchly cold plus dry one all morning long. For me, Summer might be best spent in one air condition; Rather than passing back plus forth between two foreign environments, I might be best off picking just one. If it’s miserably hot, so be it.