Monday, February 18, 2008

Ceiling fan at night

There is such a heat these days that I forget what I'm doing middle way. During the night the ceiling fan drives down some waves of air, that doesn't prevents me from waking up sweating. I still like it that way and still resist the air conditioners. Also the character of a ceiling fan is fairly more poetic than a newer appliance. Everything older has it, as it has lived longer over the earth.
Last night I was in bed with the mind peaceful but wishing for a storm; woke up sweating later, and today I've seen birds under parked cars, looking for shadow.

Oppressive heat
My whirling mind
Listens to the peals of thunder.

Masaoka Shiki

4 comments:

Christina said...

Oh! Reminds me of something I have for you that keeps slipping my mind. too hungry now, so tomorrow maybe... stay cool, CII, join the birds if you must.
xo
C

runnerfrog said...

How good that someone knows how I feel when I'm too hungry to go further, like right now.
It rained, magical C.! It rained! :-D
My regards to Mr. Flash.

Christina said...

God bless the rain, and you for staving off stomach growls long enough to inform me - I hope you got to stand out in it, for me at least, a second or two? It's been forever since warm rain and I get jealouser and jealouser.
Your something is in your inbox -
and Mr Flash's regards to you, if such things exist.
C

runnerfrog said...

Thank you for your gift miss C.
I had to show off the summer rain isn't? :-P And I walked under the rain for a while, indeed, for me it also works like a miracle cure for insomnia too, and for any other situation that needs soothing.

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