heat

It’s hot outside. I can’t think, I can’t write. I’m working on a poem I can’t seem to finish. I spend my days watching TV or sleeping. I don’t want to go back to school. It is so difficult to write this, the heat is killing me. Just wanted to let you know I’m okay. I will write something once the temperatures drop. Can’t it be autumn already?!


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