the weather

How mundane, to write about the weather. So I will keep this short. I have only one word: humidity. For the past two weeks at least we have had almost constant soporific humidity. The air is like a damp blanket. When one sweats, the moisture does not dry, thus the sweat does not cool, and all is wasted effort. The heat thrown off by thousands of car engines does not dissipate. The sun, when it is shining, has a sickly yellow-gray glow. I hate this weather. I have to force myself to go outside.