Steel and Whiskey.

Lately, I've been taking long walks after work thinking about a lot of things that do not matter in the long run. It was a gorgeous day on Monday; not humid and sticky or filled with torrential rains. Pleasant. The weather was pleasant.

It was Iron and Wine's Carousel. If the sounds of that song existed as Environment (trees, sidewalk, grass, bikes, cars, houses, cars, more cars), it was splayed out on Monday, filtered through my government-issued glasses that refract the sunlight in a way that makes the artificially sharpened edges glow. Lens flares, all of the time, I see them with these glasses in such bright daylight. Out-of-reach orbs of light.

So pleasant and deceptively serious. The song, I mean.