And the Temperature...

hot weather tends to fray nerves, cause usually mild minded people to push ahead in the Starbuck's line feel that the air conditioning in the grocery store is too frigid or insufficient for real cooling as if their houses are called to the proper temperature, but what is the proper temperature when the outside infringes on the interior as if our inside is impervious to outside influences which we know can't be the case because we are buffeted by external noise, voices of dissension, voices telling us how to respond which brings me back to the hot weather which according to the highs and lows, darks and lights, moving belts of weather, pundits predict with impunity the comfort level for the following day as if anyone really knows what that means the day before the actual day when an individual may remain in a cold tub for the day or escape to the mall where the comfort level has been predetermined and the mall crawlers are impervious to the reality outside the entrance where humidity hangs around waiting for the throngs to emerge into the reality where people move slowly through the drenched air and head to Starbucks to hold up their Smartphones and succumb to an iced drink and the cool air circulating about the baristas who mix the drinks with a flair for ignoring the reality outside