15 minutes of melting

About 20 minutes ago,
I was alive;
I was watching TV;
I was chatting on the phone;
All was well.

My mother, asked me to help her with some shopping, so we drove down to the Cranbourne Market.

The Car,
Was beyond warm;
Was beyond hot;
Was beyond boiling;
Was beyond the temperature of the sun.

The five minute drive, felt like
Five hours;
Five days;
Five months;
Five years;
Five centuries.

But we made it, only to find that the market was closed due to extreme heat conditions. Random worker, told us that we could go in, if we were quick. We bought a leg of ham and a slab of Turkish Bread and payed for it. The coins were so hot, they marked my hands.

Then back to the car;
Then back home;
Then back to the computer;
Then back to air conditioning.