Summer heat is catching up and streaks of salty sweat are already flowing down my forehead, gone are those days of hot coffee and warm clothes, a season to open up.....every year as the sun gets angrier I realize exams are catching up too. It's hot outside, can't believe a week or 2 ago snow fell on pot holed asphalt and concrete building beds of my state. It doesn't matter to me...my heart stays colder as I read my book, no aren't they the calms and relax one undergoes while reading in his Italian villa library with animal heads nailed on tall wood paneled walls and gold railings to show off bravery or wealth or cowardliness, it depends on how you see things, but the chill and cold that gets installed in you, make you give no shit if the man in your .9 target was a god's man and pulling the trigger would pull the pillars off heaven and heaven fell on you, you put a man sit on electric chair, strap him up and turn on the switch to turn a healthy body into chewing-gum, you yourself remove that gum bare handed and put it into a bucket and scrap it, only to move the scrubbed chair around on face of mother earth and look into eyes of your next victim....you don't blink your stare...not even once, 'm talking about that coldness as I read my book.