Closer (To God)

Evening all,

It was very humid today i noticed.

As i fought for any circulating air either in or out of my car and resorted to wafting crumpled,discarded crisp packets in my face as a make shift potato-ey fan and attempted to discard clothing faster than a lapsed monk on his honeymoon night,

i noticed that it was humid.

Being British however we call it "close".

Why we call it close i have no idea, it actually,like a lot of words when you really look at them, makes absolutely no sense,
close, close.

More like bloody hot i should say, doesn't have the same ring but sums it up equally well,
or as Mel Gibson says in lethal weapon " Like a lingerie shop in a heatwave"

you see, now that makes sense!

night all

nin