Night has finally fallen on this longest day. For once, the summer solstice actually looked like a summer’s day. I think the heat and energy was affecting everyone.
I saw a woman shouting like a matador to passing cars. “Speed down! Speed down! You’re speeding up!” Then, almost as an aside to herself: “I’m old school. Hard school.”
Can you actually ‘speed down’? Can an old school be a hard school? These are the things keeping me awake tonight.
Like I said, it’s affecting everyone.