You forget what it does to your hair. How all attempts at order and smoothness are in vain.
You forget how it warms and comforts you, this steam bath that we move through most summer days. And the muggy nights, so full of ache and promise.
For the last weeks we've lived in a dream: cool nights, warm days, sweaters after the sun goes down. But something was missing.
The humidity is back. Summer is here.