It’s a Winnie Quote and The Giving Keys Mash-Up Sort of Day… xx
Oh, weather!!! You’re now coursing/cursing through my veins. And you’re bloody steamy in the worst of ways. Hot and humid. Stop burning me! All of this really isn’t very becoming.
I’m also convinced that somehow mosquitoes - the big, Southern, buzzy, beyond LOUD kind (I did say they were Southern, did I not..? hehe) - have mined their way in to my Vascular and Nervous System. I envision them sloppy drunk having chugged my blood and gnawed on my nerves turkey-leg-style to a sickening fill. None are older than high-school age. Unable to handle their drink nor able to contain their immaturity and excitement at such unbridled excess, they’re having a field day! Assholes. I’m definitely still talking about the fake mosquitoes I imagine in my veins by the way…
And so the monsters, massive in the scheme of cells, take to setting off fireworks that ZING! through my bloodstream, each spark setting a new fire that my body just has no energy to deal with anymore. The mosquitoes buy the fireworks from their maniacal almost evil genius red-ant friends. Sorry! Did I forgot to mention that they hang around too? Oh, yes. But not really. It just feels like it. A lot these days. And so, I’d really like this weather front to move out now. Until then…
It’s a Winnie quote and @thegivingkeys mash-up sort of day. xx