Each Spring the epic battle ensues. It is a climatic war waged in the rustling recesses of the night, brought on through a dogged determinism NOT TO TURN ON THE AIR CONDITIONER.
Maybe you do this too?
Those first few warm days, you rejoice in the sunshine, glorying in the pinkness of your skin. The beauteous days cause your soul to bloom, and you smile and hold your hands out refreshed by the end of a cold, dark winter.
And then night cometh.
You sprawl there awake tossing and turning and sweatin...
Published on May 08, 2014 07:44