Conditional Comfort

You will agree to this I'm sure. We can't control the weather but we can the temperature. All this last week....so hot. As much the breeze beneath my hugh oak trees as in the paved parking lot. The wind crispy in its flow wounding facial expression. Expounding true exaspiration at every level of discomfort I show. The one and only consolation, not just wish or whimsical thought. For reconcile of comfort sought Go inside and soak up air condition. You will agree to this I'm sure. We can't control the weather but we can the temperature.