School hasn’t started yet, it’s nowhere even close. Beta’s not even back from the States yet, so my mind does nothing but wander on my drive into work.

A week ago in Washington State, driving my dad home from dialysis, we passed a field. He said the oats were ripening fast. Looking close, I suppose I could claim that I recognized the crop as oats and not, say, wheat. This morning, today, I passed fields, some already mowed and baled into hay, others ripe but uncut and could only identify them as grass-like stuff.

Something in the grass family.

U2 was loud on my car stereo. I turned it down.

I thought something about my brother. I remembered a kite I bought at the beach and left at my sister’s house because it was too big for either of my suitcases.

Other things went through my head, lots of things, all the way to the office. How I am looking for work, for example. How I am curious about podcasting, for example. How the crack in my windshield now goes two-thirds of the way across, from bottom to top on the passenger side. Lots of things.