Hi there,
I saw a post today from a friend stating that the temperature had dropped to 55 degrees overnight and that this morning you could feel summer and fall beginning their collision.
All I could think of was how absolutely jealous of her I felt. My family moved to Florida when I was fifteen and the hardest thing, even all these years later, is the atrocious heat of the summers. Worse yet, Florida summer in my area begins in mid-April and is still going strong in mid-October.
Don't get me wrong, the winters here are amazing, the sunsets can't be beat and it is never more than 75 miles to a beach. But ugh, the heat!
To paraphrase Gollum: "I hates it, I hates it forever!" Ok, off my silly little soapbox.
All I could think of was how absolutely jealous of her I felt. My family moved to Florida when I was fifteen and the hardest thing, even all these years later, is the atrocious heat of the summers. Worse yet, Florida summer in my area begins in mid-April and is still going strong in mid-October.
Don't get me wrong, the winters here are amazing, the sunsets can't be beat and it is never more than 75 miles to a beach. But ugh, the heat!
To paraphrase Gollum: "I hates it, I hates it forever!" Ok, off my silly little soapbox.
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