It’s hot ..
The air is thick and pulsates with life.
One almost expects primordial ooze to begin flowing from the cracks in the sizzling pavement.
There is a damp, somewhat earthy scent to the air.
It’s as if the earths core energy has been released.
And, with each breath you take, you inhale bits of Ra’s soul.
I struggle to free myself from the Gods grasp
so that I may return once again to the cool, dark, deliciousness of inside.
Where the ever-present hum of whirred, cool air, offers blessed sanctuary and release.