sunsets raze it was so strange the other night. the sun was gone, i swear, but the light wouldn't leave. what should have been black was purple and grey. it felt like the world was ending, but in the most beautiful way, and i was awake long enough to learn what the steady heroism of breathing can do to a day that's too stubborn to die. 220810 ... epitome of incomprehensibility Dad and I were walking the dog, since we often go together in the evenings. I had my cell phone camera out because of the little_free_library by the Valois lakeshore - a book had a title I liked (something to do with bicycles, but in French), so it required photographing. Then I caught sight of the sunset over the water. Clear gradation of blue to coral - the stippled clouds that indicated wind stretching out in a fan shape - the water serene below. I had to take picture after picture. Oh, and to throw in a couple of the dog, who wasn't great at standing still. My father grew impatient. "It'll get dark soon - I don't see as well as you in the dark." I was the one who stumbled later, my heel getting caught in a gapping sidewalk crack. Not a big deal, but, to my superstitious mind, karma's gentle reminder that I COULD switch tasks more easily. (Could I? Why does my mind say: "Okay, I have a camera open now, therefore MUST TAKE ALL THE PICTURES?") 220811 ... insouciant I have a lot of dreams like this. Leaves me feeling like I'm in danger of something ominous when I wake up. 220813 what's it to you? who go blather from