I hate the heat! Which also means, I hate the summer! See, where I live is out in a small desert town, and as I’m sure you are able to guess, Desert means it gets really damn hot!
So, the next question you would probably ask is this: “Why do you live in a desert if you hate the heat so much?” and I must confess, that’s a good question! The answer is simple though. My family moved here when I was younger, and now that I am an adult? Well, my family still lives here! I am close to my family, even though we don’t always get along, and to just walk off into a much cooler, possibly coastal area, just because I dislike the heat? Well, that would be kind of screwed up.
So, I am here for my family, that however does not change the fact that it gets bloody hot! Hell, it hasn’t even really become summer yet, and already we have been pounded by heat well over 100 degrees. If this is a sign of things to come when summer really does fully hit? Well, the idea is frightening. It scares the bejeezus out of me.
The only good thing is that my A/C is working fine, so hopefully it doesn’t break down. That would probably kill me, literally! I mean, it doesn’t help too much during the day. The house heats up faster than the A/C can cool it off, but at night? The A/C makes it tolerable, and allows me to be able to sleep instead of tossing and turning covered in my own sweat.
Did I mention I hate the heat?
