Dust bowl years

2005-06-23 | 9:24 p.m.

As I write this, the smell of burning construction material and home furnishings pervades my nostrils. Why? A house near my own is on fire. I'm too indifferent to check it out, though... the crowds that gather around burning buildings bother me; they add some final humiliation to the already traumatic experience of losing one's home, and I can only imagine how negatively the gawking crowds impact those whose entire lives are literally going up in smoke.
... And yet there is a part of me that wishes to see this fire, to indulge my eyes in seeing the chaos arising during a fire.
Man, I'm a bad person.

Oh well! In other news, vacation has been going brilliantly and I am happy that I have been able to have as many great days as there have been for me so far. I thank each and every one of you people who have spent time with me, as it's been enriching. This summer is one that has given me the chance to experience a wide range of emotions, most good. Though I'm currently on an enormous downer, I am still pretty satisfied with the accomplishments of the summer so far. Now I must work on improving things and making it the best possible summer it can be, and we shall see how well things go.

UPDATE: Having gone out to see where this fire was, I ended up seeing the neighborhood filled with smoke to a point where I couldn't even see the light pollution of the city! I settled for this and came home.

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