#i think id actually die if i was in californa
growing up I never understood why people would get so excited for summer and being able to “finally enjoy outside” until I realized I just live in California. you people don’t get consistent 90/32° days by late May. rain is not a distant memory for you, but a regular visitor. the outside world is not an immediate death trap devoid of moisture. your summers are brief and do not last an entire half of the year. everything is green and colorful rather than brown and a potential fire hazard. it’s not even technically summer yet, not for another month, and it’s already too hot for us to bear. To the summer enjoyers, appreciate what you have. I am very sweaty
