*Glistening*

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.