I gradually realized what my problem is. I started to put “suddenly realized” but the fact is I do not do anything quickly these days. Yes, it is the heat. If you are one of those people who worship summer weather and feel chilled when the mercury drops below 75,… I don’t know where I was going with that sentence. After all, people have the right to like whatever kind of weather suits their fancy. To each his own, as the old lady said when she kissed the cow (I stole that expression from friend).
I have mentioned in this space that I melt in the heat (alas, not literally; my weight-loss goals continue to elude me). My body slows down and my brain comes to a grinding halt. Is that a cliche, “grinding halt”? Perhaps I could come up with a more imaginative term. Let’s see, what kind of halt has my brain ground to? Did it, in fact, grind? Or was it something… gooshier? It did not slosh, because that implies more movement than I have recently experienced. More of a drag. My brain dragged along in a discouraged fashion and at last reached an ominous stillness.
Ominous? Perhaps so, because it may never start again. Still, “ominous” implies that my brain is actually doing something, namely threatening unspecified consequences. Only it is not. It is lying there, thinking nothing, offering nothing, doing nothing.
I wrote the preceding during my nine o’clock break at work. When I read it over at lunch time, my brain thought, “complete halt.” Of course, “complete halt,” I realized. That is what I meant. Perhaps not evocative, but more accurately and less cliche-edly what happened (yes, I know, “cliche-edly” is not a work, but it is exactly what I mean). It was some few minutes later that I realized for my brain to think “complete halt” it clearly was not at one (yes, it took some minutes, moving slow in the heat, remember?).
If only I could think of an unrelated yet clever-sounding title, this could be a Non-Sequitur Thursday post. However, I have no time nor, as observed ad nauseum, brain for such a thing. I must get ready for a performance of Much Ado About Nothing at Benton Landing in Little Falls at 6. I am quite nervous but of course looking forward to it. Happy Thursday, everyone.