It's Hot
I'd like to write about how weird the last two weeks have been. How I stood up for myself at work and in doing so, unwittingly stood up for a whole bunch of people and how I found out how supported (even respected) I am at the place. It was interesting. I'd like to write about all of this but...
IT'S JUST TOO DAMN HOT. I mean it's like 1000 degrees. It's 8:00 PM and it is still just really really hot--sweaty hot, take off all your clothes hot, sit in a cold bath hot, my brain is mush I can't think straight hot. It's just really really hot. I think the earth is burning up. Well, at least Griffith Park. I can see the fire from my front door.
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just read about griffith park in the la times, after opening zillions of emails from LA friends this morning. wow, and sad, and wow again. but--not that i wish things would burn--but the inferno of LA, the strange intensity of the sun, the weird, hot winds, etc., this is all part of what i love, b.c it's part of what creates the myth...sounds strange, but i wish i were there right now, to bask in the oppressive heat...(and most likely, attempt to turn it into art--my most consistent flaw!)
YOU sound hot!
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