Caught in a well-deserved summer break away from the southern ice in this warm and humid place littoral my ideas about the same time heat up the PC. Mosquitoes (miniature vampires, Dracula urban tribe worshiping and all its sequels) buzzing around me, eager for blood. For fear of being turned into a mosquito I too, spend hours steaming to Off, as repellent citronella and find my way. In addition, not a day goes by without someone encouraging them to drink alcohol, or coffee with 40 degrees Celsius in the shade.
In these circumstances I find it difficult to write.
Between my heat and the PC will generate more than a mirage and is pulled over thinking that there is an oasis with palm trees, fresh water and women in bikinis. I tildan all, I have to start over.
When you restart the computer, someone comes along with alcoholic beverages or coffee. Both things I produce all kinds of delusions. Impossible a key hole.
and terrified for fear of being devoured by mosquitoes, I can not vaporizers to start writing.
In these circumstances, I wish you a beautiful January, rain and cool and maybe come before February. If you hear a hum, run: I am I won by mosquitoes, which caught me and put a red cape and black and I'm flying looking for fresh blood.
