Six One Static
1:57 PM, And what day is this? Ah, oh yes, it is Tuesday — the long bright holiday weekend has blurred things a bit. The timing seems a bit off, like a film skipping a few frames. I have to make time to exercise today. I’ve been smoothly putting it off for quite a while — gotta get back into that sweat-groove again.
I feel better that way.
The “shush” of the wind in the trees counterpoints the day’s hazy light. It’s a beneath-the-surface sort of Tuesday, a sleepy slow motion dream of hours. Can’t seem to get a damn thing done.
There’s the promise of rain in the air…a sort of heaviness, lazily waiting.
And I’m like a TV tuned to static.
— JWR, 6/1/99