saturday afternoon

I love waking up in the late afternoon. I like the collective lull, when all the rest are in between, coming down from the afternoon and up to the night. The feel makes me happy.

It's 4:00 pm and the sun has almost been buried by the rosey dust of Saskatchewan. It's cold outside too, but I've my window open anyway, I like the sound of the wheels whipping across the pavement, the muffled conversations and the touch of the dry November air.

... and now to head into it all, I'm going to put on some pants, a coat, and walk down to the corner for some cigarettes and a can of soda. I've nothing to do tonight but listen to the city flow by.... I'll watch the Montreal Canadiens play with the television set on mute.