Huldra Forsvant (Theodor Kittelsen)

Huldra Forsvant (Theodor Kittelsen)
Huldra Forsvant (Theodor Kittelsen)

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Scorcher

Man, how hot was it yesterday and last night. I slept on top of the covers with the fan on and the window open, and still I was sweating. I wonder what the temperature was..

At dusk I couldn't take any more and ran a cool bath and just lay there for ages. I didn't turn on the light, and as the sun went down I just stayed there, having a bath in the dark, breathing slowly, and letting myself unwind.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I can't feel my toes, they are so cold.... Oh how I miss those evenings of waking up and feeling like you haven't slept.

Anonymous said...

I'd give anything for your 'scorcher' right now, it's currently 20 below zero here...Brr!

Ben McLaughlin said...

Well, I feel for the both of you, but right now a bit of freezing seems pretty appealing. I guess you always want what you don't have!