Sweltering
Withering
Suffering
Sweating
Melting
Misery
No more.
Please.
Give me some cool.
Please.
Ten degrees cooler. Maybe 15.
A good breeze.
Please.
I need autumn back in my blood.
I need changing colors.
I need my once-a-year cravings for peanut butter cookies and weird pumpkin beer.
I need football-at-the-stadium weather, not two-a-days-in-August weather.
I need relief, I need cool air on my face, I need fallen leaves in my backyard.
I need something other than the heat, the humidity, the misery.
I need autumn back in my blood.
I need it soon.
Please.
Please.