Friday, 24 July 2009

Sizzling Heat

Don't move! Don't think! You'll be sorry if you do. The water demon will soak you
if you even move a muscle. I hate the heat! And it makes me into a wasted, useless
human being. Your clothes cling to you like plastic wrap, and the binders for the
"girls" is the first piece of clothing to be thrown away. Oh freedom. And then I
look at my DH in his shirtless wonderbody, and wonder why we women have to suffer the
indignant proprieties (set by man) to be covered at all times. Where is the fairness
of it all? Oh I need a shower, just to wash the days constant barrage of prickly heat from my salty skin. For a few minutes I will smell like the coming of Irish Spring. Ah-h-h-h-h.

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