Today’s writing prompt comes from CreativeWritingPrompts.com.

In 200 words, describe a hot day.

Like the result of a landscape artist that was just trying too hard, the scenery just beyond the window is fat with color and almost disturbingly bright.  Only the temperature-controlled atmosphere in the house keeps the day’s secret: heat.  A single step into the world is greeted with a heavy-handed slap across the cheek and a solid impact to the abdomen.  It is a breathless sort of heat that sinks through clothes, skin, muscle, and bone and it weighs heavily on the body.  Lethargy is best observed in the comfort of the home, perhaps wrapped in the comfort of a blanket, head resting snugly against a feather pillow, but it is lethargy that attacks in this kind of heat.  It eats away at motivation like acid and makes simple tasks seems impossible.  Skin slick with sweat, dripping from the brow, wiped away from the tip of the nose, coats not only the body, but also any desire to exist in this heat.  There is a thickness to the air that settles in the lungs like tar and comes back up through the throat and escapes, sounding so much like gasping, drowning. In short, it’s really fucking hot; go back inside.