From June through August, apocalyptic storms, uncivilized masses of trespassers, infuriatingly motionless traffic, and hellacious heat intrude upon my idyllic, bucolic condition. These endless days of summer wear on my fragile sanity.
Crazy, hazy, daze
Thin spiral notebook 
Tourists clog up the roadways and school-aged children clog up routines. Great piece. Thanks for sharing.
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hellacious heat, oh yes.
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The other side of summer holidays …good thinking..
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Sounds bad… Is that where everyone went.
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Some days, it does seem that all the tourists come here for vacation.
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haha, family vacations (or any vacation for that matter) is a big pain in the butt
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Yep… that’s when the tourists come to Friday Harbor.
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I like the summer storms…but everything else you list can go suck it (:
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Exactly. lol. Well done!
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GREAT SEMANTICS! PS – another challenge! http://yepirategunn.weebly.com/2/post/2013/06/ligo-haibun-challenge-1406-2106.html
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