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It has decided to be autumn around here, which means that it may be hot during the day but it cools off dramatically at night.
I’m sitting in pajamas next to an open window and it’s a bit breezy. All afternoon, the breeze has been very pleasant, since it was quite warm today.
Just now a strong gust came through the window. “Okay,” I said, “that’s a little spicy,” and closed the window.
Dude stared at me. “What?”
“The breeze,” I said. It seemed obvious to me, what I’d meant: the breeze was more intense than I wanted to handle. Spicy.
“Cold spicy?” he said, and it was only then that it occurred to me that perhaps what I’d said had perhaps not made perfect sense.
It made sense to me though.