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The Heatwave

It feels like the heatwaves last longer and longer each time they come. The air as heavy as lead, the moist smog laden sheen sits on  your skin like Saran Wrap, sapping all your energy making you feel like you’re too lazy to do even the most mundane chores.

It makes you sit around all day in technologically manufactured cool air and lay in bed all night tossing and turning as the noise from air conditioners and fans churn and hum and adds the insult of sleep deprivation to the injury of heat and humidity.

You spend a lot of time thinking about how people in climates where heatwaves are the norm, like how they manage to survive without fleeing or committing suicide. I have a feeling that they spend most of their time in some sort of altered state of consciousness…a cool mental place that will allow them to feel anything but the cloying relentless heat. Perhaps they adapt and simply don’t feel the heat and humidity in the same way that we do. But our heatwaves come and go and don’t really last long enough for us to become accustomed to them. This is the real torture… not having enough time to adapt.

The heatwave has lifted. The air outside my windows is much cooler now. Some of it is actually even coming inside. But my body and its rhythms are halfway between dead slow and high gear and I can’t seem to wind down, even with pharmaceutical assistance, to find sleep. So here I sit at 1:30 AM in the middle of a long weekend tapping away, wondering when my fatigue will set in, if at all.

I slept quite a bit last night, and so my theory is that my body is trying to regulate itself by depriving me of sleep tonight. I’m tired of reading, and have pretty much given up on TV. It’s too late to go for a bike ride, and besides, the chances of running into some crazy ass drunk driver are pretty good at this time of night. They come squealing by sporadically, in their alcohol induced pedal to the metal machismo trance, and their blaring rap music. These are the lost souls of the night and I have no intention of heading out there to be victimized by one of them. Not that they would give a shit. But in a battle of bike versus car, the victor is all too predictable.

I don’t mind the idea of getting killed in an accident. I do hate the idea of serious injury. Something that would confine me to a bed or force me to wear a cast of some sort. That would drive me insane.

So here I sit, waiting for sleep, draining the last bit of energy from my brain trying to write a clever narrative about who knows what…heatwaves. Yeah, we get them a lot in the summer.  Many more than we used to. Some say it’s global warming. I don’t get that heavy into it. Besides, who gives a shit. In matters of us vs the earth, we have a pathetic track record.

I told myself that I would start writing shorter blog posts, so I am going to end this. Hope you’re asleep right now. Hope I will be soon.

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Jim Murray
Jim Murrayhttps://www.bebee.com/@jim-murray
I have been a writer since the age of 14. I started writing short stories and poetry. From there I graduated to writing lyrics for various bands and composers and feature-length screenplays, two of which have been produced. Early on in my writing career, I discovered advertising. While the other media have drifted in and out, communications writing and art direction have been the constant through a 20-year career senior positions in Canadian and multi-national agencies and a second career, which began in 1989, (Onwords & Upwords Inc), as a strategic and creative resource to direct clients, design companies, marketing consultants and boutique agencies. Early in 2020, I closed Onwords & Upwords and opened MurMarketing which is a freelance strategic development/copywriting/art direction service for businesses working to make a positive difference in the world. I currently write long format blogs in 4 different streams, encompassing, entertainment, marketing, and communications, life in general, and the renewable energy and recycling industries. These are currently published on beBee.com. I have, over the years, created more than 1500 blog posts. I live with my wife Heather in the beautiful Niagara Region of southern Ontario, after migrating from Toronto, where I spent most of my adult life. I am currently recovering from spinal surgery and learning to walk again.

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