The Respite


It was hot, and the sweltering heat was taking its toll. When I picked up my son from school, the heat peaked right there and the dashboard on my car flashed 40 degrees – that’s when all that heat made sense – in a bad, sweaty way, though.

Then, this happened. Waters came crashing down, and we desperately wanted the skies to pour their heart out. We got wet, happily allowing the waters to drench our clothing, and our minds as well.

I guess we need more of this, much more periodically and consistently to slay the wave of heat this summer.

Welcome relief!

Published by Lifeoholic

Flamboyance meets me, and I could be contagiously luring. It kind of comes off in my writing, as my stories of passion and indulgence unfold.

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