It is so hot and humid in the morning that,
by the time I get to the bus stop
for my ride downtown, I am "glistening."
The air conditioning at my workplace,
as well as most of the buses, is kept well into
the chilly zone, enough so that I have to
wear a sweater to be comfortable
for the eight hours I am at work.
Yesterday morning, workers at the downtown
bus stop were using a pressure washer
to clean the sidewalks and pavement.
I often used a pressure washer to clean my boat
and enjoyed the mist from the spray as it
ricocheted from the surface, back to my face
and my body. So I envied the workers at the stop,
wanting so much to enjoy the cooling mist,
however grungy it may have been.
Pardon me ... while I go spend the afternoon
just glistening like hell.