there’s something terribly wrong with summer this year…. it’s still august, and i had to restrain myself from putting the heat on over night, and this morning, i’m wearing a sweatshirt, but really, really want to pull out the polar fleece….
O Summer, Summer, wherefore art thou Summer?
Deny it’s global warming, and refuse thy name;
Or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love
And I’ll no longer be craving your heat and sunshine