pleasant belly fire The air in the plant had a pleasant balance today, as if someone had left a door wide open all night and well into the day. I came into work with the smell of an indian summer in my hair and felt refreshed to find it inside as well. I felt like a student again - on those days where my back damp with sweat was also pleasant, in only a way that summer can make you feel. A day without Ron freaking out is rare and today was no exception. But who cares, we had a laugh at his expense and it felt good on a Friday. Dave talked to me as though he never cared what I knew or thought about him and let me into his life a little further, again, so that maybe I could understand him a little better? Maybe understand myself a little better too. "So, when are you two getting married?" "When are YOU getting married?" Smiles all around. I'm surrounded by moms and dads at work but tonight everything was a little lighter, a little less familial. They could have been my age. I clocked out to the tail end of Friday and the smell was still in my hair, trapped under my bandana. 040305 what's it to you? who go blather from