A pea soup morning...

Hot, and muggy...the air is THICK...as you wade through it to get to your car. Your one really bad knee hurts like hell...the sky is overcast...but far to the west you see a tiny patch of blue.

You would NOT be outside in this soup if you had a choice...but tomorrow will be even hotter and muggier.

Island hopping, from one air conditioned oasis to the next, and finally you arrive home...and desperately block the crack under the bottom of the door with a draft stopper.

Please, God, take this humidity AWAY!