Morning Thoughts -

This morning I really feel the fuzziness of my mind. I noticed it yesterday, also, while driving, and thought I probably should not be out on the road, so, this morning,  I wrote a little ode to Chemo Mind.

Chemo Mind

 
Try to catch it like a butterfly in a net.
It flies and teases,
and plunges in breezes,
until like the sun, it sets.

I also am with,  this morning,  the subject of escalators.  It seems that even though we are relaxing standards on pollution, we are deciding that we need more protection from escalators, those moving machines that reach out and attack us.  I am mind-boggled, when I see parents allowing their children to play on escalators as though they are toys.  I wonder if we need to rate machinery as we do movies.  Escalators are an R,  or perhaps, an X.  

People drive cars, forgetting they are more than a place to transport, talk on the phone, and put on your make-up.  We have lost respect for machinery, and so we continue to put up more bars.

Jane this morning informs me that not only is she from South Dakota, but that she and friends are taking Jon Carroll's column of yesterday seriously, and are investigating the RV requirement to vote there.  It seems we may be seeing a caravan of RV's heading to South Dakota.  She will keep us up-dated on what they find.