The past couple of days it have been very warm. Especially today it felt slightly over the limit of what was bearable. Tomorrow it will be another day like this. I don't want the summer to end, but on the other hand I would prefer that it didn't continue like this.
It feels like we spends our lives complaining about the weather. If it is not cold then it's too hot. How is it that it can never be just right?
These days I take comfort in the fact that summery weather calls for summery food and cold drinks.