Mundanity

A line of bare trees were spotlighted this morning.  They shone a burnt orange.  A fenceline beside some gum trees caught my attention too.  Beauty is all about light - the way it falls.  Something ugly can become radiant.  Then the cloud engulfed the sun and everything was grey again.

Ever looked at a person's face and wondered what it was like to be them?  I saw a cyclist race past in black.  Unusual-looking.  Just a body on a bicycle.  No-one notices others, regardless of what they're doing.  We just keep our eyes straight ahead...

Distractions.  I can't write more now.  I barely seem to get online these days.

Mood: pensive
Listening to: people arriving

Morning. Another fine day.  The sun started reaching the cold nooks and crannies as I drove to work.  Watched three ducks fly overhead, beating their wings fast, saw lambs playing with each other.  When do lambs become boring?  When do they 'grow up' and just get down to the serious life of eating grass?

Why does time pass so quickly?  Already it's time for me to 'grow up' and start work.

 

Listening to: the hum of the computer

and my fingers are still cold.  I browsed the net, closed windows, disconnected.  Wandered outside to seek the sun.  Found some on a patch of grass.  Surveyed the 'garden', identified areas that needed attention.  Stroked the dog and wandered back inside.  Turned the heater on, re-connected, browsed some more.

I had the intention of creating the dullest blog.  But I've discovered I have competition. 

The cat's found the sunniest spot inside.  Happy licking his anus.

Oh to be a cat.  What a great life.

The cat woke me, miaowing, at 5.50am.  I got up, chased him down the hallway and he crouched by the couch, knowing I was going to grab him, but too lazy? to run further.  I fumbled for keys in the dark, unlocked the door, and threw him out.  Went back to bed.

Couldn't sleep.

Sunny morning.  I only know this now, because I held the curtain aside to look outside.  The house is still in darkness, fear of letting in the light too soon in case it wakes someone at the end of the house.

Had some sort of flakey cereal with yoghurt.  Now sipping tea.  The coffee is not up to scratch.  Maybe later.

The computer decided not to cooperate with me again.  Refused to turn on.  Like it's protesting the cold.  It knew I couldn't sleep and wanted to blog my sad life.  But, aha, little did it know that even something as small as its tricks, is material for my blog!

And so begins day one of my life of the small.  The cat is now happily fed and taking out his satisfaction on the furniture.  My fingers are cold.  Maybe I will draw the curtains to let another day in.