Today: American spacecraft 'probes' the Rings of Saturn.

Yesterday: Riding a wave of exhaustion, coming home on the Purple Line (Purple is creative energy). City throbbing with heat and activity; Cub fans with their little blue caps (Blue is Certainty), commuters in their business garb, young men and women, in their uniforms of summer (I wish they were all California Girls).

So tired (long hard run in the morning, painting walls all day, juggling phone calls in between), so empty, waves of energy wash over me. Physical exhaustion is better than the mental kind; a clean, peaceful, detachment.

Get home, let the birds out from their cage, give them some bread and lettuce, I take a long, hot soak in the bathtub, wash away the dirt, the sweat, the paint-drops on my arms and hands. Sit on the back porch and watch the big, red sun slowly sink into darkness.