this other world

This is the sort of day where I am glad I live in Texas, in her hills and under her moody skies. It's been raining for a week straight, but this afternoon the sun returned. The entire sky was still full of clouds, shading from white to blue and down to gray. Along their ragged and curling edges the sun burst forth in pale golden light. The air moved over my face, cool and clean. I drove up onto a bridge in the sky listening to Yoko Kanno's "Inner Universe" and I felt as if something inside my chest would break and spill forth from the most impossibly beautiful and fragile moment.

We ate dinner at Quality Seafood tonight, and one of the owners explained how to make turbot with stuffed crab. So I have leftover fried oysters and fresh fish to cook tomorrow.

One of my coworkers was fired today for doing something so amazingly stupid I can't even describe it.