Displeased by the Sun

It was too hot to be going out, but I went shopping anyway. After that I sort of wilted, and haven't done much for the last couple of hours. It's pleasant enough outside now, but it will take half the night before the house is a comfortable place to be. That's why I'm not going to sit here and write. It would be nothing but complaints anyway. Swelter, swelter.


( Sunday Verse )