take out the trash

i was taking out some cardboard to be recycled this evening, on my way to purchase some stamps. as i approached the recycling bins outside, i noticed for the first time a radio tower across the beltline from my apartment building. i think the reason i noticed it tonight was the light fog in the air - each pulse of the tower’s lights was like a very small lightning strike.

there are any number of lessons that could be taught from this. one might say that i have to take out any emotional trash (the cardboard) before i can communicate effectively (the stamps). or one might treat the fog as a metaphor for metaphors - its blurring and generalizing a method to make a message more noticable, accessible, and beautiful than it ever could be when stated directly.

or one could turn away from the moment and think on it no more.