Thank god I bought an air conditioner (which I couldn't really afford) or I'd be miserable now. Yesterday Chicago had the highest temps in the country. This from a city I was hesitant about moving to because I thought it was too cold. I'm spending most of the time inside, each time I set foot out I feel this wall of heat hit me. I'm sweating almost instantly; heavy drops warm like tears. I spent last night with C at her place only to learn when I got there that she has no a/c. We spent the evening naked with only a small fan to cool us off.

It was strange, we feasted on pizza and chocolate milk. The heat has a way of hiding your hunger, as soon as I bit into a slice I was ravenous. The milk was a bad choice but I couldn't do with tepid water that night.

Several times last night I woke up frantically, the heat making it impossible to rest. My pillow was soaked through with sweat and both our bodies coated in a thin layer of salt. I couldn't imagine having sex, we both would have passed out from dehydration. As needy as I was, the heat just wore on me, making anything but the slightest movement uncomfortable. Save for some cooling off and some play in the shower, all I could think of was getting home and turning the air conditioner on high for the rest of the day.

One thing that concerns me, C and I are getting closer but she encourages me to date other women. I've never been one to cheat so it may be some form of self preservation. She is afraid I'll leave her or she doesn't trust herself. Both of us are fresh out of pretty intense situations so we're vulnerable. She's mentioned watching me with other women, which is another thing that sets her apart from any woman I've ever dated. She actually encourages me to see other people. While I told her she could see other men I know she's not doing so, since all her spare time is spent with me.