I Also Miss

I miss the tropics.

I miss falling asleep to thunderstorms.

I miss shivering when the thermostat read 20.

I miss ducking into alcoves to avoid being soaked.

I miss steaming lunches eaten in the open air.

I miss the condensation from my juice dripping down my arm.

I miss fretting over which shorts to wear.

I miss missing pants, now that I have them.

But mostly I miss the zoo.

The End

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