Tuesday, April 26, 2011

April 26, 2011

It smells like summer everyday. Hot pavement. Cut grass. A stiff breeze blowing the smells around. A hint of plumeria. Occasionally it rains and the scent afterwards reminds me of sucking lava rocks in the summertime. There aren't any fireflies here though. Heat blanketed humidity causes sweat to pour from every pore.
I am here now, and it is wonderful.

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