School hasn't started yet, it's nowhere even close. Beta's not even back from the States yet, so my mind does nothing but wander on my drive into work.
A week ago in Washington State, driving my dad home from dialysis, we passed a field. He said the oats were ripening fast. Looking close, I suppose I could claim that I recognized the crop as oats and not, say, wheat. This morning, today, I passed fields, some already mowed and baled into hay, others ripe but uncut and could only identify them as grass-like stuff.
Something in the grass family.
U2 was loud on my car stereo. I turned it down.
I thought something about my brother. I remembered a kite I bought at the beach and left at my sister's house because it was too big for either of my suitcases.
Other things went through my head, lots of things, all the way to the office. How I am looking for work, for example. How I am curious about podcasting, for example. How the crack in my windshield now goes two-thirds of the way across, from bottom to top on the passenger side. Lots of things.
Posted at August 2, 2005 07:35 AMWelcome "home."
Those windshield cracks would be fun to watch grow, if only they weren't windshield cracks. Replacement is unavoidable.
Posted by: R J Keefe at August 2, 2005 03:57 PMThe Dobló is a gravel magnet. It's already on windshield #3. My next car will be a bicycle.
Posted by: mig at August 2, 2005 04:12 PMwhaddya mean, you're looking for work?
Posted by: j-a at August 2, 2005 05:17 PMThat crack on the windshield ... still there ;-)
Posted by: novala at August 10, 2005 09:25 PM