So it is ssupposed to close to 40°C next week.
How. I mean..
What did we do to die in such a horrible way, being boiled alive by weather and the sun-heated pavements and roads in the middle of the city.
I hate such hot weather.
I wish for autumn already. I want to curl up in the sofa with my deer sweater on, drinking a cup of hot chocolate and watching the rain outside. Please? Is it too much to ask for?