Sitting in this booth feeling like someone's licked me all over and the saliva never dried. The weather today isn't even that bad, I'm used to the
heavy humidity of the south, where opening the door to go outside is like
stepping into somebody's hot mouth. There, you can't even bother to do anything
during the afternoon, the hottest part of the day. It makes you quite lazy.
I like to think that all this sweating is a kind of cleansing, my body ridding
itself of all of the negativity and suffering I've been harboring this past
year. Fall will be here soon enough, bringing with it a break of this fever
and a new beginning. But until then, we gotta sweat this out. It's like
turning on the broiler on the oven, you've got to burn up all the nasty
caked on shit to get clean.