Back in June, I was trying to stave off the heat during a sizzling weekend. Here is an annotated illustration of me in my cell:
- This is me, wearing light gray shorts and white socks, attempting to stay cool in my bunk.
- I often check the local weather forecast to prepare for the day. Today, the high is supposed to be 86 degrees. Yesterday, it was 97.
- My light gray sweater, white thermal shirt and dark gray beanie are nicely folded on top of my TV.
- My lovely and reliable fan has been with me for 13 summers.
- After being washed, my shirt is hanging and should be ready for tomorrow’s hot weather.
- It’s mid-June … Summer hasn’t even started.
- I don’t care how smoldering hot the cell becomes, I smother all my food with Sriracha hot sauce!
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