Los Angeles is on fire. The air is like a sauna and the Santa Ana's are blowing. I walked at noon yesterday downtown and heard later it was 106 degrees here. I know it was hotter downtown on the pavement. Today I am broken out in a rash all over. Benji was so sapped by the heat that he fell in the car with his mouth wide open and never woke up until this morning, despite numerous moves, meals cooked, clothing changes and kisses from me, his worried mama.
I am dreaming of water.
December 10
8 years ago
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