What I am seeing.

(Minus the shirtless men [with big stomachs and falling-down shorts and absolutely no protective gear for their heads and (most shockingly) their eyes] who are demolishing the concrete bottom of an old downspout maybe twenty yards from the desk where I am busily constructing my revision's theoretical framework. I am thinking of this experience as being in training for the next few years of my life, when I will be working in the midst of a very non-metaphorical construction site.)