...>yawns and grabs portable desktop to share<... I slept good. Short and sweet and none to beat. I didn't toss and turn but rather curled my ample self into a little ball of flesh and tucked the comforter and sheets up under my chin to keep them secure. I was like a human french dish: mobe en papillote!
It became nauseatingly clear that I would eventually need to wake up and take account of a brand new day. I can see through the blinds that the sky is clear leaving the air a nice dryness that brings a tear to my eye! I love these days. Florida's dampness creeps into the bones of even the dead and makes them "Blech!" but today wasn't that case, it is dry and clear, one hardly notices the heat. Don't get me wrong I have liked the heat and long for the warm New England summers I witnessed as a kid. That mountainous region gave way to plenty shadeful opportunities for even the creatures of the night to be out enjoying the colors of the world they rarely see in their perpetual darkness. But fall has come to the southeast and since being forcefully transplanted to this region by unyielding and uncaring guardians of squat, I have come to cherish the autumnal and winter seasons the most. They are my spring and summer, my time to come out from my burrow and stick to the shade and shadows and watch and participate as best I can in the rat race of the peoples. I almost feel as if I deserve this and to be happy. I almost feel as if I belong!
No more long sleeves and long dresses or pants. I still wear my red shades in the sun to protect mine eyes, but when I step into the shade of the shortening days I find I tend to forget them without the usual panic and driving back to the house. My Taurus happily screams out Metallica or Guns n Roses with the windows open after the noon hour, and my hand slapping the drum beats out on her like the hand of an equestrian patting the rear of their steed. I drive faster in the fall I think. Energized by the crisp evening air and the open windows and the rush of breeze in my face, I feel like I am indestructible-a driving goddess! Even as I sit here writing this I am trying to convince myself that there is some reason, some need that I have to go fetch, as an excuse to get in my sleek silver bullet and scream at the other road wise participants today. I know I need a few things but my psyche is rationalizing the use of the petroleum and whether or not I am doing my bit to conserve the earth's resources as well as my own financial ones.(prays sister calls with an emergency-non life threatening of course-to perpetuate the need to dress and climb into my beautiful mode of transport) It's not as if I need to make an excuse. It is my car and gas and we all know who owns the road in this town between 4pm and midnight!
So after a days wonderful slumber and with an exquisite night ahead I will pry my posterior from the cool cotton sheets and get food for the kid and kitties and go outside under the tree and convince my car she wants me in her~mobe's love to all and her all to her loves...
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