i’ve tried, really. so hard. to get in that crisp, cool fall spirit. but it’s so hard when every time i walk outside (it’s the end of september, let me remind you), i feel like i’m drowning in an ocean of humid, hellish heat. it won’t stop.
so you can see why i’m having a bit of a time getting in the crisp, cool fall spirit. i don’t even want to wear clothes to work. i’d rather face the humiliation (and firing) than to walk outside with even the lightest layer on. because it instantly sticks to my skin. like a plastic bag too close to a hot pot on the stove. you see how it is.
so someone, please, make it stop.