the heat...

It's sooooo hot!

I can't stand this heat!

Two hours on a train- that's a real challenge! I wasn't sure what was worse- the temperature, the draught, the noise or the smelly, sweaty guy sitting in front of me and staring- he gave me the creeps!

But I'm home now and I still feel hot... tired too, but most of all HOT!

I am so worried about the future, I don't know how I will manage over the next month, there is so much to do, but first I have to survive the heat... My feet are swollen, I feel like, like I don't know what.

I don't think I will manage to do anything today, this post is a good proof of the fact that I am not capable of writing anything worth reading today, so I won't even touch upon my thesis, instead I will listen to Jack Johnson and then go to sleep...

My niece tells me it looks like a storm is coming- GOOD! I love a storm! I can't explain why, but storms have always fascinated me. Perhaps, because my mother was always terrified by it- anything that can scare my mother must be fascinating, she is a very brave woman and it's her day tomorrow, I hope it will be a good one!

Nighty!