It’s nearing the end of July and as is tradition in our little corner of the Midwest, things outside are getting particularly sticky and gross. Walk outside for more than a few minutes and you are sweating and hating your life.

It is at times like these I remember how lucky I am and express my gratitude to the universe for not having to live without air conditioning. There are a great many things I take for granted but this isn’t one of them. Life would be fucking terrible if we had to put up with this heat with no mitigation.

I recall a time in a not-so-distant past-life when I had to work in this nonsense and I will never go back to that. I respect the people out there getting it done and hope they can make it unscathed. Hats off to you, but never again for this wilted flower.