Dear The Weather/ Mother-NATURE.
You’re too unpredictable. Your only excessively sunny when I have to sit in the art office with no air-conditioning. When I have a day off, you rain. But it’s still crazy humid. Because of you, I’ve sweat in places that I didn’t know I could sweat – Like on my shins of my legs. I feel like i’m in a relationship with you. I don’t know whether I am coming or going. Like today. It is over-cast is it going to rain? Do I need a jacket… or will you becoming crazy hot? I don’t know.
Many thanks
Smizz
You ain't got no Picasso, yo?! 