At this very moment, the outdoor thermometer is reading 101 degrees (F) with humidity of 53%. The most strenuous thing I've done today is meet a friend for breakfast and visit MLTL, who is now trying to do inpatient rehab. I'm trying hard to keep his spirits up and encourage him to move, but he's not really capable. He prefers to do nothing but sleep. This has me worried about not only his rehab potential, but also about the near future. If he doesn't do the work, he can't stay there.
There are certain places I just can't go in my head, and that last sentence? Definitely can't go there. With the above map, and my feelings, I can say with authority that I feel (overwhelmingly) like we're descending into hell.
So, to divert my squirrely little brain, I'll go here instead, and I'm taking all of you with me: