Maybe I have had a bit of a Southern drawl or so I was once told when my cousin from New York visited me when I was little. The accent may have shifted to some degree, yet when I talk to my sister, the accent, may come out to visit. One thing that I have always kept with me from being a Southerner is always having a fan on. I've done my best over the last ten years to be conscious of this. The South is humid, all ...the ... time. You don't get a break from the humidity, not even at night. This is why I love LA because we have such nice cool evenings. Yet in the South, the nights are still sticky and humid, you just don't have the sun hanging out reminding you how hot it is.
As for the fan thing... I always have one on, especially when I sleep. The droning sound of it is what I need , not so much the circulation of the air, as pleasant as that is. You see, since the South is so humid, you have a fan on at night. I realized that the sound was missing when I moved with my roommate to West Hollywood in late 2002. I bought a very small fan and kept it on at night, even in the winter. She thought it was pretty strange, but so was her choice in choosing We Ho for us to move to, after leaving a disastrous roommate scenario in Park La Brea... To each their own .

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