Revamping the summer
The heatwave is back in town. Sticky and yellow and furious, as usual. This time i don't even fight back. I ignore it.

I turn the fan on when baby needs it and pull my hair back. I linger around the house, walking barefoot and keeping the sunshine away from the curtains. I don't curse, i don't have deep sighs to get rid of, i don't complain. I just let it come and go, very much like a tired old dog with a well known kitty. Maybe i'm a tired old dog. But that would make me a tired old bitch, coping with the heatwave again.

The summer is ironically stretching out its long skinny fingers, now that the beats of the 'back to school' song are drumming under our feet. I guess we'll just have to follow the sun. Into California, in this case.