Late Afternoon Musing

I was catching up on some long neglected ironing this afternoon. It is one of those rhythmic tasks, the sort that lulls you into a quasi-meditative state. My mind was running through assorted yet-to-dos: thawing chicken for dinner, planning the menu for next week, finding the number for the optical department at Costco. But as I ironed, as the wrinkled became smooth, I found myself considering deeper things, ineffable things. Things like what the leaders of the G8 would look like as koi head....