A meeting was cancelled, and a fire was started

Other than that, not a great deal has happened since I woke up this morning. The meeting was easily rescheduled, the fire was smokey but contained.

Somewhere something more interesting was happening. As I walked away from my house wars were fought between bacteria in the soil underfoot. Chaotic ice clusters flung themselves around a blustery cumulonimbus overhead. Leaves leeched their last chlorophyl and lost their lingering color before making their only epic journey, a tumultuous free-fall back to their roots.

And inside my head past glimpses danced between future sparks, memories tangoed with goals, and the now came and went.