May ReRun

Author's Note: Every so often, I find that I just don't have it in me to post. This is one of those times. On those days, I like to re-post some of my favorite blog posts from the past. A miserably hot day at work brought this one to mind immediately. I first posted it a year ago--May 13, 2008.

Summer In Mississippi

It is hot. Miserably so. Not a breath of air stirs to offer scant relief. The heat clings to your face, an acid that cannot be washed away. Heat that makes you want to claw your own skin off in a vain attempt to rid yourself of its presence.

It is humid. Miserably so. Mugginess creeps over you. A thousand tiny slugs leave their damp trails on your body. Everything is sticky. Your skin. Your clothes. Even your hair. At the end of the day, your clothes must be peeled from your body. For now, you must endure their grasping, clutching, tugging at your every move.

It is only May. Summer is yet to come. It will get worse before it gets better. Much worse.

It will be a long, hot, miserable time until Fall. Many months must pass before November comes with it's cooler temperatures. Before winter finally arrives, bringing with it the all too brief respite from the misery that is

Summer In Mississippi.