The Weather Does us not..

The weather is always the first thing I complain about in Los Angeles. It's a love hate relationship. I grew up with seasons. Seasons spark changes within us and without us. The chemistry of our brains cycles differently, sometimes leading to depression or inspiration. What is weather and why is it so hot today? I wish I could answer that. Without air conditioning I am left stranded in the salty seas of sweat, and not even Zues with a bolt of lightning could spark my mind to truly awaken from this sweltering struggle. It's alright. I'm liberal and I complain. Off to drink wine.