n'est pas

Today was slightly Tennessee Williams, a boring Tennessee Williams reality show and I think it was just the weather. Everything smelled like unexpected sweat, then the sky turned dark and storm-electric dark even though it never really stormed. Maybe it was that the threat of storm= threat of melodrama and nope, none of that either. I've felt a notch off today, feverish? but my themometer's broken so I guess I can't confirm anything. I'm gonna go home and have a glass of seet tea* and rest and then tomorrow the job hunt is go.


*sweet tea.