Two Times for you

"you,"

The sun fell behind thick clouds, and before I saw that I was sure that God was going to cover the sun up for a while and freak us all out—Why not?

That may not happen but it will be darker for a bit. Everyone in Corvallis first smelled it, noticed the darker sky at midday, and asked each other what happened. I think some people took that opportunity to express their political views, like last year when a field in town caught fire and the news wanted you to know that the kids were smoking weed. (This was at a time when marijuana shops were moving into town).

My coworker told me that "an idiot was mowing his lawn in the middle of the day and his muffler caught (what seems like) the land on fire."

The smell is like the smell of something that shouldn't be on fire—oily, woody, and nasty. It has been like that for almost twelve hours and I smell it while the sky goes dark. On a high note, I got to see my good friend's mom at work today, which also was an even higher note—being inside with easier air to breathe. 

I don't work tomorrow. I am going to chill. Altogether, it's been an interesting past couple of years. 

There is a girl I think is cute who went single some days ago. The attractive tension between each other was beyond obvious. She already found a rebound that she admitted was just that and I think she was rebounding on more than just that one person while we interacted. I related to her that I had a hard enough time not pursuing every girl who shows attraction to me. I was being cryptic and concise at the same time. 

(Sugar River Valley) 

I still miss the little things of the past and compete enough about the future while forgetting the present moment. (This is not a cryptic conclusion to all that I just said—just an observation).