The water bottle has gone out of my ken along with the scissors the ones I had dedicated to paper. I'm quite lethargic with heat now the weather's turned a bit late this year. After the solstice we fry or broil. The solstice was a month ago. The out-of-towners were perplexed by the cloud cover but not vexed no fare from it. They come from the desert. Still this we have is damp heat. Completely different from the other kind. Both brutal, both cooking one way or the other. Frogs, we are frogs sitting in a kettle too lethargic to move.
I've found it difficult to choose a flavor for myself this season. At one time citrus and cream worked but I've outgrown the sugar. Craving cold and wet. This leaves me with water. But water is too simple you protest. At one time, before, I would have agreed and chosen what was expected of me. That was before the hard time. Before the deception was cracked.
You are yourself like no one. You needn't do or think or feel or say as any other. If you can't understand a trend then don't follow it. If you don't know what to do with the packaging then don't buy it. If it's going to cut you opening it is it really worth it?
No thing will make you happy. No purchase solve your problem. I can't find the water bottle no worries there are cups there are jars. I will drink deep of the water. I will be content.
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