Could Somebody, PLEASE, turn the heat down

Now I remember. Almost one year ago I stepped off a plane into the
sweltering tropics. I complained, I sweated, and then I adjusted. Or so I
thought.

In reality, it had just gotten cooler. The last 6 months I have been living
under the delusion that I had become one with the heat, reaping the benefits
of years of sitting in saunas. Nope, I am hot. Really, uncomfortably, hot.
In any case, I didn't want all of you up in the great North to start envying
me as summer approaches and you yearn for heat. Soak up the rain and 60
degrees, please, for my sake.