It is hotter than hell. I took zoo place home. Thought it was a shortcut. No trees, no shade. It was miserable. I thought of all the bodhisattvas building the stupas. And the little engine that could. Work stinks. Smells like someone died in there. Rotten zombie stench. Plus the newly decomposing ones that arrived while I was away. Nothing's changed. Everyone still has their shitty little attitudes and poor work habits. When I left yesterday I had a splitting headache. I finally took a nap and woke up screaming. The house was a pigsty. Cat shit permeated the entire house. I could not escape. I want things to smell fresh. Not like the morgue I work in.