The beastly thing. How is humidity elsewhere? Do you have much of it? I often wonder. I remember being on the west side of the U.S., and experiencing unbelievably hot weather, but I remember the heat was somewhat satisfying. It was dry heat, without even the idea of moisture. That really seemed to be doing the thing right. There is the sun, and here is the heat. Middle-man skipped. Genuine heat.
Yet here, on the east coast, in Maryland, Humidity is God of all. A dry day? As foreign a thought as an ocean to a desert. The very air is liquid. I feel like I'm learning to swim in a vat of oil. And when it rains, dear god. A person can't think in such conditions. The concept of patience no longer makes sense, and the only words that exist are curse words.
Is this natural? I don't live in a rain forst. I live in a house, in a city. My de-humidifier should not fill with water every 20 minutes.
I hate it. I absolutely.. Ugh. Hate. I hate it.
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We have some pretty humid days sometimes, but only after rain etc. since we aren't near a large body of water.
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