I am melting like those Nazis that opened the Ark of the Covenant

Christine, don't look at it. Shut your eyes, Christine. Don't look at it, no matter what happens!

Holy guacamole we’ve been having a summer heat wave in San Francisco.  And by “heat wave” I mean temperatures between 70F-80F / 21C-27C.  Sooo, not very hot.  And yet, I am convinced that this is exactly what death feels like.

It must be part of the human condition, to always feel like you are about to explode if the temperature varies by a few degrees outside of the average for your area.  Because living in Bermuda, Australia, and wherever, I not only tolerated scorching hot days but enjoyed them.  Alas, this is all that remains: a Christine that looks like a melting wax figurine.

Author: Steen

Steen is a nerdy biologist who spends a lot of time trying to cultivate Chloroflexi. When she isn't working, she likes to draw comics, play video games, and climb.

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