Tuesday and I woke up to and apocalyptic darkness. The clouds resounded with black tints of threatening rains and I braved myself for a deluge of monstrous capacity.
The cats were quickly ushered inside the house with a sense of urgency even they understood all the windows were bolted lest the lashes of rain enter and I almost contemplated turning on the lights.
A loud crack later there was an almost lazy drizzle of exactly three seconds. No more.
And that was that.
The clouds lightened up and said no more.
Within seconds what was stifling became unbearably suffocating.
Rains didn't happen and the clouds didn't disperse either. They stay where they are in a fools suspended animation, lingering, making the weather a thick mask of dense warmth. I feel the hot steam rising from the ground, puttering around my breathing space.
Trickling sweat an accurate indication of what the whether promised and didn't deliver.
I am infuriated with how this weather has behaved and how my hair are either plastered on my head in a thicket of sweaty mop or flying all over like a frizzy Medusa. There's no in between, manageable, good hair days. I don't even remember when the last time I had one of those.
Thankfully it's not sunny yet and it's overclouded still. Extremely, worryingly humid and just as I typed this it got sunny!!
Life isn't giving us lemons but chunks of acetic acid to decompose in.
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