Nothing much going on right now except that I’m trying not to melt like a piece of butter, forgotten on a greek sunkissed breakfast table,
and schlepping my lazy, overheated body from the office to the theatre every day.
34 °C and counting – the city is on fire!
This heat leads to temporary brain shutdowns, Häagen Dasz binge-eating (aka death by Vanilla Caramel Brownie) and cash machine incidents where I’m about to draw 10€ without actually taking the money. Lucky day for, well, someone else…
But hey – Some like it hot!
Time to mumble some laid-back mantras, trying to believe that white clothes really reflect sunlight and therefore heat, and waiting for
the much desired thunderstorm…