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Today, hot tropical winds interrupted our bleakly midwestern summer. Tornados, lightening storms, torrential downpours--the possibilities are endless. For now the wind is a thick wool scarf, slowly winding around my limbs. This mummification brings me joy, reminders of sweet texas summers. I wish I could sleep naked in my hammock tonight. |
| aedan June 15, 2007 02:46 PM PDT Kansas summers were like walking into a new life you keep stored up in the attic during the other seasons. Walking outside into that blast furnace seemed to purify everything in such a subtle way. | ||
| Lisa June 10, 2007 01:09 AM PDT The heat wraps around me like a hot bath and beads of sweat run down my body. This sweet Texas summer has been cool so far. | ||
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