Metamorphosism

So these two deer walk into the rain

The sky couldn't decide what it wanted to do this morning. It started out raining at my house, but by the time I got my umbrella packed into the car it had stopped. Then it restarted and rained off and on as I drove to work. The clouds were low and not really serious about raining though and by the outskirts of Vienna it was like, fog or rain? Mist or what? The windshield wipers worked most of the way. When they stopped, all I had to do was wiggle the wiper lever and they'd restart every time.

It was good deer weather and I saw two in a field by the road.

My thoughts on the way in revolved around two or three ideas that I forget now. One thought I remember was looking forward to a pain pill. I don't take them until I get to work since I consider the Dobló heavy machinery. Another thought that comes back to me now was, I wonder how hard it would be to get people to pose for nude poetry, or nude short stories. Why should painters have all the fun?

Actually, way more than two or three thoughts now that I think of it. Now and then a careful part of my brain would remind me that the roads this morning were genuinely wet for the first time in days and therefore slippery and to therefore maintain a little more distance to the car in front of me. Another was about how life brings people, or lessons, our way when we need them, if we have our eyes open for it, sometimes. Like, I'm reading the Sufi literature at the moment, but I'm broke, so I meet a woman who lends me books from her collection.

And that thought led to some general thoughts about what do I exactly think about the Sufis, which is not a lot at the moment as my knowledge of them is minimal now, besides that Coleman Barks' translations or re-doings of Rumi's poems are something. I don't think about them so much right now as feel them, which I suppose is leaving out half of it, who knows?

And that segued into the question of whether feeling can replace thought, and how important are categories and Gamma's recent request to her mother to explain to her the word "category".

And a bunch of other stuff.