SUMMER MOUNTS ITS OFFENSIVE
The summer lies before us like a barren, dusty road with tumbleweeds being driven by a dry wind. Today signals that there is still a smidgen of coolness from the recent rains, but those refreshing breezes will be short-lived.
I will soon hibernate. I live in an apartment with non-stop air-conditioning included in the rent. I don't brave the summer mornings, let alone the summer days.
From the apartment I duck quickly into an air-conditioned car. I spend so little time outside that when someone remarks it is a particularly hot summer, I can't comment because I'm avoiding the heat at all costs.
I'm like Dracula dating back to May and until September. I move at night. Despite the high temperatures during the day, the nights benefit from the gulf's generosity.
I can sit on my balcony and feel perfectly comfortable. And when it's time to call it a day, I retreat to my frosty cave and sleep with the blankets pulled up to my neck and the thermostat set at 70.
Fortunately, we don't have to be victims of the elements even if the dog days are approaching with their howls clearly audible on the horizon.
God created air-conditioning on the eighth day. Even though I'm hardly a Christian any more, I have to express my gratitude. He was kind enough to save us from the ravages of hell.
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