Throughout the country, people are suffering through record-breaking, exceptional heat. Some days, when I walk from my air-conditioned car toward a store entrance, I feel as if I will melt into a puddle before I reach the door. The sun is unrelenting and it is multiplied by asphalt.
I pause mid-stride. I just have to slow down. I can't move fast in this heat.
Perhaps slowing down is what we all need. Life speeds along, and we rush on to yet another task-filled day. People end up more stressed and less peaceful with the hectic pattern of modern life.
The heat forces me to take it down a notch. And that is not necessarily a bad thing.
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