abstraction

usually the oppressive weather of our locale's summer stifles creativity, covering the entire city in a stultifying blanket of heat and humidity, fumes and sweat.

today's weather is more of the usual, a bright hot saturday of one of the first weekends i have off in entirety. (yes, i am working on monday.) the weather may be the same, but exceptional today is that the gears in my mind keep on turning; they have not rusted to a stop as they often do in the humid heat of our midwestern summer. in fact, today is a day for abstraction.

i suppose i ought to take advantage of this time to write some things that are floating about in my head. little bits and phrases of potentially artful things hover in my face, just to flit away as soon as i sit down and realize that no, responsibilities call me elsewhere. i have too many things to do.

it's a crying shame, isn't it.