I swear by the gods, I become a different person in sunshine with the temperature over 75. A new brain kicks into service or something. I am full of energy and optimism, breeding serial killers across the land (it's a zero-sum universe), doing my work, doing chores, smiling, listening to jazz, reading, amazed at the accomplishments of the spirit that surround me everywhere, marveling at the birds and bees and butterflies on my deck, loving life even as the species races toward a cliff of doom. I am a guy who loves warm weather! So what the hell have I been doing in Portland for over 30 years? Oh, I ask myself this often.
But not enough to be a distraction from the glory of the day. Heat! Heat! I love it.
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