Three Quotes: The End

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“The sky both exists and doesn’t exist. It has substance and at the same time doesn’t. And we merely accept that vast expanse and drink it in.”
― Haruki Murakami

Please feel free to take up the challenge of Three Quotes in Three Days.  Thanks again to Laura Bruno Lilly for passing this challenge along to me.

How do you like the blues in that sky?  Is that not a vast expanse worth drinking in?  This is a phone photo taken in the spring through the front window of my car (don’t worry, I was parked).  At first I couldn’t figure out why the top of the sky was such a vivid blue until I remembered with a forehead smack and an eye roll that there’s a blue tint at the top of my windshield.  So there you go, a secret filter photo.  If great photographers are not supposed to reveal their secrets, that’s why I’m not one of them.

Our weather has been up and down and all over the place this week.  The sunny cheery blue sky suddenly grows menacing and dark, the wind comes up and the thunder grumbles and rolls.  Rain falls in buckets or fine mists, but in such short bursts that if you turn away you might miss it.  Then the sun comes back out to say “just kidding” until it’s warm enough again to turn the fans back on.  Rewind and repeat.  About four times a day.

I’ve been using this unpredictable weather as an excuse for not walking to the grocery store which is only a couple of blocks from my house because I would not like to get caught in the rain and struck by lightning.  Even though I am out of coffee cream, which is pretty strong motivation.  And driving there would be the height of slothful lackadaisicalness.  Yes, that is a real word.  It means unwillingness to get off your butt.  Or out of your car to take a normal photo.

Hope your Wednesday is wonderful in a lackadaisical laid back way.  I’ve had fun matching pictures to quotes!  You should try it.

Catching Up While Nodding Off

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Here is a list of words which best describe my frame of mind on this hot and muggy August evening.

1.  Sluggish (an actual slug would look hyperactive in comparison)

2.  Inactive (I’m typing only because I get to sit down to do it)

3.  Unresponsive (W sent me a text and a one word answer wore me out)

4.  Languorous (physically and mentally squishy)

5.  Listless (although not really because, hey – this is a list)

6.  Weary (women do get weary)

7.  Lackadaisical (dreamy, but the dreams are purposeless and beyond weird)

8.  Somnolent (sounds so much more sophisticated than just plain sleepy)

9.  Unambitious (my post-a-day plan has gone for a crap)

10.  Lazy as hell

This has been going on since dragging my butt home following five straight days of work (three is normally my limit and then I turn into a walking zombie).  Then I tried to answer a daily prompt which wanted to know what bores me.  Everything I wrote, if you need to know the answer to that one.  I gave up and wrote this exciting list instead.

Now I’m too embarrassed to reply to old comments because everyone has SO moved on and will have forgotten who I am, never mind what they said to me.  I’m sorry.  But too out of it to drum up the effort to make a sad face.

There!  This can pass for a post!  I am going to hit PUBLISH and go to bed!  Expect slightly greater things tomorrow.  Or possibly the day after that.