Everything is going to be okay.
The day of our first night was so incredibly hot and muggy. First sad as we left our covid sanctuary we found an incredible sense of excitement in considering my time in this existence. We chose to excitingly live in our existence, to be thankful for all things.
Developing courage to virtuously live independently with liberty we committed to acquiring a thong for future days of humid heat. In our quest we discovered another thong we needed - one for our feet. The quest for the proper foot thong to satisfy my particularly simple tastes finally came to an end for the season.
We parked at the place near the river in time for a doeth before sunset to organize our current dwelling. Although privileged to park privately so I might open the doors - the humid heat did not abate. Intermittently we would pause to pour water over our head to cool off from the encroached water vapor.
Our final pause we extended for as long as we could - almost intending to maintain the pause all night. For our pause we sat in a chair far enough away from Wilma to feel a breeze. Then came the rain cooling of the high heat.
Everything is going to be okay.
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