and, I'm back

In the time it took me to write and post that last blog, the gray and overcast view outside of my window has been replaced with a beautiful sky. Blue, with discrete Simpson's-esque puffy white clouds. At the same time I noticed the change, a random lyric from my morning music choice caught my ear: evil's not my cup of tea. Why that should seem perfect and, somehow, meant is beyond me. But now, even as I contemplate it, I can see the "blurring" of the clouds. They are already losing that cartoon-like white purity to return to their previous gray. The wind is picking up. I think I might be in for a storm. I knew today was going to be a good day. I just love a good storm.