Ugh, you guys, isn’t the end of the summer sort of the worst? I mean it’s great because it’s warm and we can do stuff after work while it’s still light out blah blah blah
BUT IT’S SO HOT. Like stupid hot.
I don’t want to wear shorts and t-shirts anymore.
I want to wear layers and jackets and pants.
Soon enough, I guess.
Until then, I’m trying to fake it with corduroy cut-offs and button-downs with a fresh horizontal stripe.
But please, oh please, can we get past this end-of-August heat wave?
Until then, I’ll be here on the floor panting and sweating and crying.