Sunday, September 10, 2006

sugar in my bowl

When I am super-tired, because I have been burning the candle at both ends, simple things begin to take on enormous significance. The brain fixates on things that happen all the time, every day, and I notice them for seemingly the first time.

I stand in the kitchen looking at the cup I have just poured boiling water into. The tea I have made is steaming. Does it always steam like that? There seems to be a lot of steam. The water was boiling - that's obviously why it's steaming. Gosh, look at all that steam. If I pour in milk will it stop? Pour in milk. It's still quite steamy. Better leave it for a bit.