It’s not entirely nice out, but I am enjoying being in my yard on this borderline hot day.

When you brought me in it was great. Do you remember opening the box and being blasted with that delightfully, questionably toxic air? So oddly refreshing and tantalizing!

The sun cooks me from above and the sidewalk cooks me from below as I walk to get my lunch. The vehicles scream past me in the opposite direction at an arms length. Warm gusts in between the stale warmth of today.