yawn.

Yes, it’s boring. Yes, it’s cliche. But I feel like it’s my duty to write an entry about the weather. This is the topic we fall back on when there really isn’t much else to say. Or when we’re trying to ease into a bigger topic. Or when we really don’t know a person and can only rely on “small talk” to fill in that uncomfortable silence.

We’re all guilty of this. And honestly, no one really cares about the weather. (Unless it’s about a monstrous typhoon or hurricane…and even then, no one cares unless they’re directly involved in it somehow.)

But you’re gonna read this entry anyways, right? Maybe I’ll find some sort of analogy to the weather. Maybe I’ll tie it into a new experience I’ve had and leech out a cosmic meaning. I can assure you, nothing of the sort will be revealed here. And yet you’re still reading….

See that red X in the upper right corner of your screen? Might as well click it now. I’m not adding anything here that you’ll already know. And these words I’m typing now while I’m listening to the new Death Cab for Cutie album… getting dusty, sand laded air blown onto my face…. hearing a metal door slam open and closed… doesn’t really matter either. All that matters in this blog is that it’s a milestone in the weather for me.

Today the temperature reached 110 F. That’s 40 Celcius for every other country in the whole frickin’ world (except America) who follows a logical measurement system.

When I was in Vegas last August, I think the highest it got was around 100 F. And even that was stifling. I remember feeling the choking in my chest from the heat. Every breath was another boiling dose for my lungs to sort out. It’s exactly the same here in Iraq. The only difference is that the birds don’t seem to mind the heat at all. In fact, they’re flurishing a lot better than I am. But I suppose they must be used to it.

And forget about telling me about the temperature relative to humidity. Hot is hot. 110 F is hot no matter the humidity level. Of course, I’ll submit that with added humidity, things would feel even worse.

I told you this would be boring.

So, it’s only the first week of May and I’m already dreading the several months ahead. The red on the thermometer can only go so high. And right now it’s already pushing it’s limits. Thank god for air conditioning.

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