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Complain about the rain. Humidity so high it's hard to breathe, the air heavy with moisture; and warm so everything sticks. Everyday convection brings afternoon showers, then back comes the sun to create the outdoors to a sauna.
Complain complain, don't complain about the rain, they say, it brings down the high temp. Either is uncomforatble. Why did people ever choose to settle here? I know why, of coarse, the thinking that whomever controls the mighty Mississip controls the whole country. And now we live here because we were born here. With all the new ways of transporting goods, it is no longer a place of importance. It is a place of disgrace. Or a place to come party and wear a mask over your face.
 Peace & Love from the Hippie Chic of the Watumelon Gang! Gweener · Thu Sep 13, 2007 @ 02:49pm · 3 Comments |
