Sweltering
Withering
Suffering
Sweating
Melting

Misery

No more.
Please.

Give me some cool.

Please.

Ten degrees cooler. Maybe 15.
A good breeze.
Please.

I need autumn back in my blood.

I need changing colors.

I need my once-a-year cravings for peanut butter cookies and weird pumpkin beer.

I need football-at-the-stadium weather, not two-a-days-in-August weather.

I need relief, I need cool air on my face, I need fallen leaves in my backyard.

I need something other than the heat, the humidity, the misery.

I need autumn back in my blood.

I need it soon.

Please.

Please.

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