Scrubbing the deck of enlightenment with the wirebrush of examination to remove the seagull feces of disillusionment.
Today there is a fire.
And by today, I mean this entire last week, and by fire, I mean thousands of acres are being burnt in Santa Clarita every day because all the grass is dead.
I have seen the smoke for the past week, I have heard (very little, but still have heard) about it on the news, but today I really stopped to consider it. Why? Well because they are shutting down the freeway because of it.
You mean to say, Nathan, that there has been a fire ravaging your fair countryside for the better part of September, and you haven't thought about it? And now the only reason you have let it even seep into your consciousness is because now it is causing traffic?
Well, yes. But we have fires all the time here.
And then I stopped to wonder. Where do I live??? And following very quickly from that. WHY??!!