posted on Jul, 17 2014 @ 10:14 AM
a reply to: Night Star
I must confess, that this morning I just did not want to get up. I first awoke to an all pervading sense of stickiness, before collapsing back into
slumber. This was at about four AM. A couple of hours later, I awoke to the pleasant sound of a garbage truck unloading an industrial sized container
of refuse, into its hollow and empty depths, the cacophony smashing my unconsciousness aside like a train hitting an errant cyclist. No sooner had I
come awake, than I realised the sheer level of heat in the room, the tower fan serving only to blow hot air across me as I lay there, gasping for
I would like to say that I had been wise enough to store a spatula under my pillow, the better to lever my sweat sodden self from the sheet upon my
mattress, however, in this I had been remiss. As it was then, I had to detach myself from the bedding by merely sitting up, and took the sheet, and
the cover of my pillow with me. This was of course, more than I was prepared to put up with, and lead me to tear the bedding items from me, and throw
them hither and thither, snarling in an animalistic fashion, and swearing occasionally, and with venom, rather than in the usual, enthusiastic fashion
which is more common to me.
I proceeded directly to the bathroom, and risked some sort of thermal shock by filling the sink basin with what I thought was cold water, and
plunging my skull into it. As it turned out, even the tap water was coming out tepid. Relief only came when I was all but ready to go to work, when I
opened up the freezer section of our fridge freezer, and rested my wrists upon a packet of frozen peas! THEN I was ready for the day!