Haze

This day has a blur to it, like the paled-out sky is smearing down to the landscape. Things seem a bit over-exposed. Still.

In the mid afternoon I'm a bit scruffy, my eyes grainy (I have to get some new contact lenses). I'm pushing coffee --

-- And remembering dreams I used to have of flying and windsurfing, gliding along as free as a thought. Haven't had one of those in a while.

Anyway, here's to Tuesday. And the nearness of Summer.