Maybe I am just channeling Radic, the vampire I wrote In the Blood of Life, when I am griping about summer. It isn't that hot yet either—the tap water isn't luke warm by default.
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Summer in Florida makes me want to become nocturnal, because fuck it's hot. Melty season is here, and I never like it.
My perfect season is fall. I honestly could live in eternal fall and be happy. Cool autumn nights are my jam.
