Here's the prompt!
To be honest, I just want to blarg words out. I didn't really need a prompt. Just an excuse. But the prompt is zoo, so maybe I should try to focus around that. I just feel so scattered. That has nothing to do with zoos. But everything feels hard. And the weather is so dry. I dreamt that my skin was cracking, and in real life it kind of is. Not like my dream, but it feels rough. Itchy in many places. Parched. My body is parched by the dry weather just like the land. I have a hard time loving it in Los Angeles when the weather is especially dry. And today and yesterday feel like harbingers of the heat yet to come this year. I mean, it's only March. We ain't seen nothing yet.
It took me a little while to really fall in love with Los Angeles. Now I do love it, but my love feels challenged. 1, by the weather, which has been getting dryer and hotter pretty much every year that we've lived here. 2, by the pandemic. We've avoided public transportation and going places where there will be lots of people, and I feel like I've just missed out on an entire year of enjoying my city. Blargety blarg. Like an animal in a zoo, I'm caged in our apartment. There we go, hit the prompt.