i hate summer
for me, summer is the time for death. when i was a kid, i had no school in the summer, no fun new classes, no new tv series starting up, and parents would try to send me away somewhere so that i would enjoy the sea. the sea i liked, the heat i dispised.
i hate how hot it is, i hate being aware of the sweat on the people's legs, i hate that you cannot get AC's in europe and people's houses are stuffy and too warm. it makes my brains turn to mush, i get slow, i feel fat and sluggish. i hate the sun, it hurts my (sensitive) eyes, i hate the summer clothing style, i hate seeing people's legs - i think skin on the legs, in general, are usually ugly.
children scream more, the dirt on the streets is more visible, and all the business, all the activity, is just dead. it is daunting to be kept in this limbo. i hate summer with a passion.
i am trying to be active, but i feel this disgusting warmth in my bones and on my skin that makes me want to put my face into the fridge and not move.
only a month and a half left of this. i want to make the best of the season - i am on vacation, i have a lot of books i want to read and editing i want to do, but when i start the day it is just too stuffy and warm and gross.
honestly, like 80% of my problems would just be solved with AC which is hard to get the permission to install. i do not get why europe wants its residents to suffer so much, obviously if we are to think of the environment we could, for example, re-think how often government officials travel on their private jets, specifically to brussels? or sorry, they have to travel to make great important and not totalitarian decisions i guess.
ugh