I suppose we must occasionally have days like these . . .
A stormy sky and golden light on the paddock
what's wrong with that?
For one thing, the temperature was hovering around 100F,
the winds were fast furious and had a mind of their own
and the whole state had a blanket total fire ban.
In this virtual oven, I had to drive for an hour to my specialist's
rooms. When I got there, with the scar standing in the searing heat,
I cleverly looked my keys in it.
Having membership in the Royal Automobile Association,
it only took an hour and a half for them to come and break into my car.
Meanwhile, the verdict at my physicians was not a good one.
My heart had markedly deteriorated in the last six weeks since
I saw him.
After this disappointment, the long hot drive home.
Just when you think things are starting to look up,
life throws a spanner into the works.
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Hope you are all having a much nicer time!
