It's too hot to exist right now. It's playing havoc with my concentration, my energy levels and my general motivation to do pretty much anything. Thankfully I haven't completely succumbed to the temptation to just sleep all day and become completely nocturnal as yet, but it becomes more and more tempting every day — particularly as it feels like the heat lasts longer and longer into the night with every passing day, too.
Thankfully there's nothing majorly important I need to be rushing around for or anything right now, meaning that I can sort of zombie-walk my way through the day and still get everything done. But I do find myself wondering how sustainable this is.
Not that we have a choice, really. The weather is the weather and there's nothing you can do to change it — outside of becoming a supervillain, of course, and I think I'm too old for that — so we just have to sort of suck it up and get on with things, accepting the fact that we'll be spending most days gradually decomposing into a gooey mess in our chairs.
Oh well, you never know. It might rain tomorrow. Probably for five minutes, then the sun will come out again.
Come back, winter, all is forgiven.
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