--While out and about the other day it dawned on me this must be how it feels to be a smores.
--It was so dang hot it was almost like trying to walk on a cracker that had been micro waved to long.
--Fighting through the heat was like trying to walk through hot sludge. And going in out of cool stores was slowly sapping what energy we had stored up from a restless night sleep.
--It made for a interesting ride. There wasn’t much conversation. Even though both my wife and I tried. But after awhile we realized it was just to dang hot. So we enjoyed each others company and when we reached home hit the ground running to quickly get inside….
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