I just found these pictures, you know? Old ones, from high school. And I’m looking at myself, this KID, draped in like, a FOOT of black velvet, in the middle of a HEATWAVE, a RECORD-BREAKING one, I remember the news saying it was the hottest July in fifty years. And I'm just… sweating. Miserable. For what? To be… cool? Edgy? My kids were asking what the hell I was thinking, why I looked so pissed. And honestly, it’s all just hitting me, this whole THING, this… absolute insanity of making yourself suffer for no damn reason. And now I’m here, trying to keep everyone else from melting, trying to make sure everyone has enough damn water, enough sunscreen, enough of EVERYTHING, and I just see that kid in the velvet and think, you IDIOT. You absolute fucking IDIOT.