Oh, The Humidity

I think the older I get, the less I am able to deal with hot weather. Actually, what gets to me is the humidity. I don’t mind hot days with low humidity nearly as much as when it feels like I walk outside and I’m instantly sweating and swimming though air think with moisture.

I typically like summer and winter . . . for about two or three weeks. Then I’m ready for the next season. My favorites are spring and fall, with fall winning because of almost all my favorite holidays being in the fall.

Summer is more fun when you live near an ocean or a lake or a large body of water. Or swimming pools. I can close my eyes and almost recall the salty scent of the breezes coming off the ocean. Plus, the sound of waves crashing on the beach never fails to soothe me.

What I’m saying is that I need a beach vacation, which is unlikely. What I also need is air conditioning, and lots of it. I probably need to drink more water and keep it with me when I’m outside.

Most of all, I need fall to get here. Pronto.

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