Summer Under the Lily Moon
I know. But I just can’t help it. It’s what’s on my mind and skin right now.
Day 6. Behavior changing, shifting more and more towards morning. Little cooking. Eat out or deli. Malaise. Late afternoons, early evening. Sluggish.
Sister comes tonight. She said she could handle the heat. Singapore is tropical; so are we this July. Brother comes in August. He’ll move to Riyadh when he goes back; they were in the 110’s. So, we’ll get no sympathy from my family. I did like Paul Douglas’ line about dry heat: “My oven is dry heat but I wouldn’t stick my head in there.”
