Monday, March 15, 2021


Odds against being right here, right now, are staggering.  Astronomical.  Billions of humans live on Earth, added to all those who've lived before.  That's a lot of folks.

Outside is warmer.  Energy exists in the heated air.  Transferred to skin, excited atoms charge like electricity demanding to be discharged, somehow.

Irritated, brow-furrowing life does this on purpose.  Let the breeze blow at night.  A little rain falls.  It's cool.