I'm at the stop light and a shiny black Hummer pulls up in the lane to my right. We are both at the crosswalk line. Across the intersection the lane to my right merges into mine. I know this. The driver of the Hummer knows this. The sun burning unusually bright today knows this. I'm too caught up in my talk radio show to care about a race car star when the light goes green. As the Hummer jets forward, I notice that it has a California vanity plate. It's the one with the whale tail...for the environment. Whale Tail. Hummer. Environment. Perhaps this is when the seed for my headache began.
Now back at the office. 1:44pm.
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The daily jazz of my mind, as pure & honest as possible; but know that words are themselves filters of the original thought/idea.
