( 9:13 AM ) teahouse
Bow Wow Wow
It's the dog days of summer.
It's hot, I mean HOT.
Every morning on the way to work I can see hazy waves of heat emanating from the sidewalk.
The subway is emptier, and seems to run slower.
At work, all of my coworkers sit at their desks and fan themselves periodically throughout the day.
Clients and other attorneys take longer to return telephone calls. And talk more slowly.
People are dawdling over lunch, even though there's still so much to do. The sun seems to beat down on us longer and hotter.
I've seen my share of seersucker suits.
I've heard that crime is down because it's just too damn hot and humid to get off your ass and do anything harmful to anyone else's person or property.
Every night I return home, toss and turn in bed due to the heat and sweat, and then wake up the next morning and begin anew.
Labor Day, where are you?
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