Oasis.

I've had a very Oasis kind of day. Driving on country roads with the sun shining down and the clouds nice and fluffy. It made me wish that my camera had batteries. It was so calming. A feeling that I've missed since winter clouds have taken over. As much as I love overcast days, they're boring. There's no variation. No beauty as "far as the eye can see". I also realized that rural Ohio is very religious. I can't tell you how many Lent crosses we passed by.

I feel kind of bad for my grandmother. At the same time, though, I envy her. She can say whatever she wants as no one can say anything. If I said some of the things he said I would be scolded. But it is a very sad and lonely existance. To live in a nursing home with nothing to do but habitually read the Plain Dealer (which is kind of a punishment because the Plain Dealer sucks). But they get to listen to Etta James, so I suppose it's not all that bad.