Brisbane, 33 degree maximum with 70% humidity.
I leave the safety of the airconditioned office and step into the underground carpark. Mere seconds later, with the humidity, my lungs feel as if they are underwater. Getting onto the street, the heat hammers down on me, as I flit from shadow to shadow.
I am still out in the sun too much though - instead of sweating, it feels like I have been squeezed like a sponge, the water pouring out of me. My eyes stinging, with the salt dripping down from my forehead. My brain thoroughly baked, forgetting what I was doing in that oasis, that office, mere minutes before.
And it is supposed to be even hotter tomorrow.
I leave the safety of the airconditioned office and step into the underground carpark. Mere seconds later, with the humidity, my lungs feel as if they are underwater. Getting onto the street, the heat hammers down on me, as I flit from shadow to shadow.
I am still out in the sun too much though - instead of sweating, it feels like I have been squeezed like a sponge, the water pouring out of me. My eyes stinging, with the salt dripping down from my forehead. My brain thoroughly baked, forgetting what I was doing in that oasis, that office, mere minutes before.
And it is supposed to be even hotter tomorrow.
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