As the summer heats up

The days get warm and melt all the things that should matter. My tongue gets coarse and starts slipping and I end up saying things that aren't nice or true. I blame the heat, but I think it is already there the heat just breaks down my defenses. So I just sit here waiting for sleep to catch me and send me past go, and sometimes collecting the two hundred dollars. Enough monopoly... I hope that this summer finds you in complete control of your tongue and mind and heart but I think that for me that's a complete stretch.... til then Brian