It’s HOT

[Dutch Lock Down Day One Hundred Forty Nine]

My brain’s melting.

I ordered an airco unit.

It arrives tomorrow.

But first the news:

Tonight I’m going to dream of tomorrow night’s blissful sleep with an airco unit that will lower the temperature from that of ten thousand suns to only nine thousand.

Or something.

Photo by Jr Korpa on Unsplash

I. Cannot. Wait. For. Tomorrow.