It was a good day for me to get outside to clear my head.

The wind was strong and relentless. It created a dull roar between my ears that could only be interrupted by the cries of the feeding sea gulls. The continuous blank harmonic had the effect of erasing replays of dramatic episodes.

The sky was big and blue with billowing clouds that took on the appearance of strange objects as the day progressed.

I could not have hoped to accomplish more today.