Friday, September 14, 2007
My Zune and The Last Broadcast (the Doves).
That "bursty" feeling, speeding breezing standing on the pedals.
Back to the Office.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Read? Read a manual? Write? Write a post card? Write this?
Take a nap? Set my one time alarm on my phone? Look at the time?
Take a walk? Take a walk. It is so beautiful out right now. It is. The humidity and clouds have been shed. Now it is breezy, almost chilly, but ALL sun. Sun and scents. Cut lawn and a shed full of tools and small gas powered devices. A dryer, a mother drying clothes. The treated grass at the Hot Pond Park. And the smell of mud and grain at the feed store.
Then I have to compress myself back into my office. Someone will ask if I had a good walk. Nobody will ask what I smelled out under the sun. What those smells draw up and out and into my thoughts.