I think the heat is finally taking a toll on me.
I stayed cool over the weekend, but the warm, stale air is now accumulating in my apartment, and the ceiling fan isn't helping much.
I look out in the courtyard where the building's interior apartments have windows and see that several of my neighbors have air conditioners.
O wise folks...
Given the typical few summer days air conditioning is needed in Portland, I've always neglected to invest in a unit. This might be the first summer I regret not having one.
Earlier today I escaped to the Park Blocks and sat in the shade, but how long can one do that without going insane?
Even at that the shade wasn't much help.
I can remember, as a young man, working outside at back-breaking jobs in this sort of heat. It never fazed me; in fact, I sort of relished it, an opportunity to show off my machismo, I guess.
I've changed. I've grown soft.
I've grown old.
TS
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