I try to brave the oppressive heat of summer everytime I venture outside. effortlessly. the only thing I'm dreaming of is an air-conditioner turned up full blast cause it seems that the sticky heat feels itself at home. I know I should not bemoan but my attention span has been a way too short recently. if it goes on like this, I'll be forced to burn the midnight oil and this, for sure, won't do me a fat lot of good .
well, time to gravitate to my bookshelf. mr. Thackeray is waiting .
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