It's one of those hot air nights you know middle of the summer, hot days, hot overcast days with a hint of rain but it's all Virga so rai doesn't really touch the ground evaporating due to the heat of the day. I like this kind of nights but way darker than it is right now. I like the lay in bed with the window open and feel the hot Breeze blow across your body. I remember nights like this when my older brother and I would sleep over it our best friends place a farm maybe a mile away from our farm. They were closer to the streets going into the city from the country. In the evening traffic flow was minimal and on hot days like today we would walk on the tower streets and sink a little bit our body weight sinking into the heated tar. The tire wasn't liquid or anything like that it was just sort of soft from the day's Heat. If you want to you could lay down still feel the days warmth on the blacktop. It would probably take all night for the blacktop to lose the Heat only to have it return the next day. I love those days now in the late night as I lay in bed my mind trips back to those days before my body was twisted and mangled never to walk again under its own power wishing that I could.
I was quite surprised this morning after my substitute caregiver got me up and ready for the day and it taken off. I was sitting in front of the stove whipping up my breakfast for the day. I had some spam left over from yesterday which had chunked up into small bits chopped up an onion and fried everything adding eventually two eggs and storing it all together. I really like this kind of breakfast I make them a lot when I'm in a real cooking frame of mind. I was kind of surprised when my regular caregiver walked in. She been gone for a week and she was surprised to see me up dressed and ready to go. She was sure that she had to get be up and ready. I'll sort of getting worried because I had not seen her for a week I thought maybe she'd quit. Her mother died and she had to spend a week with the family making arrangements and all that kind of stuff but she was now back ready to do my care which that will start on Wednesday as opposed to Monday. I will totally be excited to have Melissa back giving me personal care. I've worked with her long enough that she's like a machine that totally committed to my upkeep.
Once again I'm hearing the sirens and horns of the emergency vehicles heading out another run. There is a fire station just a couple blocks down from my apartment complex - I think I've written about this in the past- and every time there's a situation that need professional emergency care the fire engines take off once the big doors are opened. Small squat red and white emergency medicine vehicle takes off follows a few minutes later by the big long truck that has a seat in the very back that a backseat driver sits in that has to do something I'm sure in order to keep a vehicle that long on the road safely. These machines put out a great deal of noise up and down Redwood Road they drive. The small truck always takes off first screaming angrily I said Jets down the road. The big truck follows of course and in the evening and the dark of night you can see where they make the turn either towards the interstate or towards the western part of the city. You can hear their sirens all the way down. One thinks they will never get used to that but they do we do and soon we don't even notice machines now except when you happen to hear they're screaming voices sprinting down the road hopefully to save a life …
