fuck kansas. pullman has that desert-y thing goin' on.
it's been bone dry and around 90 for pretty much two straight weeks here, and just now, as i stepped inside cafe moro, this insane wind kicked up and now downtown looks like a huge cloud of yellowish-brown dust. there have been some dark, pregnant-looking clouds floating around all day, but apparently all it's going to rain is grit.
if water comes out of the sky tonight, i am literally going to take all my clothes off and run around outside.
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