Last night, I was sitting on the steps talking on the phone with my sister and watching a homeless cat chase moths in the yard. It was about 70 degrees. I kept thinking about how it was supposed to get cooler later at night, and to rain. The wind was starting to pick up. I didn't want to go inside, in case today turned out inexplicably cold again.
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