Summer, and heat, and not noticing the heat all that much, even in your un-airconditioned car during the long, long drive home ... until you get back into the cool.
And then you realize that the effort of not noticing the heat, not being uncomfortable in the heat, not being too uncomfortable in the heat, has drained you as surely as you thought the heat might.
Not noticing discomfort is as tiring as giving in to the discomfort. It's just not as uncomfortable.
Tomorrow I get to ride the El from the north side of Chicago to Oak Park for an evening meeting. It is almost 11 p.m. and it's still more than 83F (28C) degrees out. Tomorrow it's forecast to hit 102F (39C). There's an air quality alert as well. And yet, I have to go to the meeting.
It is not yet the end of June.
I think I'm going to go and take a shower and collapse in bed.
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