My smile doesn’t last long at the mention of the heat, fuck, I hate the heat. I can already feel the sweat dripping down my back. I hate to sweat because with the sweating comes the itching. So much itching. I scratch the white flaky dead skin on my elbow with the butter knife, enjoying the relief and slight stinging sensation. I’ve had Psoriasis since I was a kid, it’s only gotten worse now that I’m in my thirties. The heat makes it worse. My body is an itchy, massive, prison.