When the heavy snows fell on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, they formed glacial continents on my car that were stubborn and imposing, but perfect examples of the visible effects of global warming. Because, in one day for each mass, it took no time at all for the warmth of the sun to enliven the metallic car body to purge the stowaways on my hood and my roof. I drove to work today (the first Saturday that I have worked since October of 2006) and had a snowy-white mass still stuck to the roof of my saggy-butt car (note on the car: during the summer, driving from Waconia to Excelsior [usually at 55 mph], I averaged a little more than 300 miles per gas tank. This winter, driving from my home to my workplace [4.5 miles, averagin 35 mph with a multitude of stoplights], I now see my full gas tank get me barely more than 200 miles. That’s a great loss of possible transit, but nevermind), and when I emerged at noon, I found a pile of shattered snow-ice pieces beside my naked car. That mass was riding with me everywhere for three weeks at least. Will it be the same with the world, which has seen glaciers and ice caps for thousands of years, and in the timeline of earth, they will all disappear on the warm, sunny morning of our modern age?
Completely off topic, I finished my Solzhenitsyn book today. In-tense. My next book is Kafka’s The Trial. I’m worried my psyche won’t be able to go from real despair to imaginary despair without noticeable effects. Oh well.
I thought I had something to write about, but it has all melted away and crumbled on the asphalt lot of this quiet, imaginary place. Until next time…