A lackluster performance earlier, "You saw that light over there, godammit, now go for something in life." A stellar performance yesterday, "Inflation of the senses can only decipher something that has yet to be said." A charming woman, a bright-lit sky (at least for only a moment) seems to have something to do with a lovely nurturing grandmother figure in a dark house. A moving performance that was yesterday becomes today when it goes longer than the feeling should last. Each moment has a period (in between) that ends and starts anew at each moment again and again and again. In a sense the rabbit and the snake are meeting for the first time in a century and the last time in a while, but just yesterday the rabbit intruded into private property by first eating the flowers next to the butterfly bush and again covering a breath of fresh air using petals and leaflets to disturb the flowering peace of a campus wide gathering to disrupt the serpent's power. A pathetic apathy races towards to the finish line to reach the sun which defeated the wind on a technicality (you see both were working together to essentially keep the hat on!). But, in any case, whether you enjoy coffee or tea, salt and/or vinegar and water, kings or devils, clocks or dials, gymnasiums or secondary education houses, you should talk to me, figure out why tradition and religion are two items on my list to destroy the killer and piece together my husband once again.