Have me thinking of climate change.
I am indoors with the open windows;
The breeze is warm and a hard working fan would be louder than the lack of cool.
I don’t wish for cold weather. Just for the skies to fall and smother the dust. For a steady shower to banish the heat.
In the meantime, sweat falls run steaks down my face, my hair is wet and I wonder whether this is what a desert is like.
Le Ciel est Bleu 