Sunday, July 17, 2011
Heat & Memories of Heat
It's 9:00 p.m. and 90 degrees here in Indiana.
I'm steeping sangrias. No one wants to move.
I'm doing a little scanning in the comfort of air conditioning.
This is me oceanside, in all my blurry glory.
I imagine I was about 13.
It must have been hot then, too.
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