HOT! HOT! HOT!

It is just 11 am and it feels like it's already 1 am. The sun was burning hot. My handkerchief was soaking wet because of my perspiration. I tried changing shirts but it was still futile to relieve me from the scorching hot day sun. The office air conditioner was in full mode and yet no air still. This is what summer is made off. if only our office be held in the beach, that would be a good idea. Working in the beach area. But I guess that will remain as one of my wild imaginations because that would not happen. My friends are planning to go to the beach this holy week. But I guess I have to pass because of the solemnity of the week. It is a week to reflect and retreat not to get to the beach. May be after the holy week.