Why is it so hot?

Driving on wet roads like black glass in the quiet of a summer night, windows down to let the air spill inside, motor spooling up through five gears, and not a headlight or tailight in sight. It's one of those things you want to share, but wouldn't have a word to say if you did share it. Speechless.

That's how things have been as of late. The trials and hassles of everyday life give way to this cool breeze of... something else. Those things I look forward to, not as the "next big thing," but instead what is now, what life is. Not the past, or the future, but what is going on every moment or every heartbeat, breath, and tick of of a clock wound only as tightly as I pull it.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

It's the usual.

I've got nothing and everything to say, and wish I could be as elaborate as I am in my own head, but words fail me right now. There's just been so much take it that I haven't been able to digest anything yet. So it all fills my plate, so much that I don't think I'll have much appetite for more, but it all comes at me with a great irresistible force. I'm still learning to appreciate things for what they are and not for what they could be. And yet soon you have to let go of something, if only to let something else take its place.

Today was a good day.

Driving back to Irvine, I had this feeling... more of a sense, a sense of clarity. And it wasn't just my windshields which were spotless (although I did get my car washed today for free), but it felt as if I was seeing things through a different set of eyes. Needless to say, I'm seeing things I haven't seen in a long, long time. So it all makes me wonder... is this all part of the plan?

Lord, please comment. Thanks.