7. A Beautiful Sweaty World

I am burning.
It’s hard to breathe.
Extreme temperatures hurt my skin.
Is it a mind trick?
I’m alright.

We’re alright.
Although my neighbor's skin hurts.
He thinks he cannot bear the heat.
The Goldilocks zone makes sure he can.

I think about the temperature of the Sun.
Of Pluto.
The Moon, even Mars.
Am I really going to complain?
About my survivable weather?

I go out again.
And I want to complain.
I'm hot. Sweaty.
I'm not having an easy time.
Air conditioning!
I need it. Really?

I am alive because of it.
Here, it’s not too hot.
Although my neighbor would disagree.
And honestly, I feel like taking his side.

I think again about the imaginary circle surrounding the Sun.
The space where life can happen.
I’m not so hot now.

I smile.
I see a sweaty world.
A beautiful, sweaty world.
At least for now.