I'm so tired of this summer's heat and smoke I'd gladly send all our calm air to Florida for just a half-day of the wind they're getting right now.
Just can't tolerate it the way I used to when I was younger. Combination of factors. Age. Medication. Almost passed out from heat stroke one time at a job up north because the safety fuckers wouldn't let us take off our heat-resistant gear even though we were working on a greenfield area of the lease, which turned out to be a real treat when it hit plus 38 for three days in a row. Probably some kind of PTSD was induced because now when it gets above 25 it's hyper-tetched time for me, like a nut who thinks there's insects itching away inside on his brain.