Monday, February 6, 2017

1041. Heat shimmer

I was sitting in the car listening to an audio program about the Cold War.
The window was down, so I could see the shimmering heat escape into the cold as a man on the radio talked about the likelihood we'd all be killed by a nuclear bomb.
I lit a cigarette, smoked it, and tilted my seat back for a nap.
I don't recall the year, but I think it was 1958.