I notice that very few stars are able to cast their light through this veil of cloud, thin though it is. Suddenly, I imagine the earth spinning away from the rest of the universe, out into a starless void, the galaxies receding and growing faint and, at last, vanishing. Was it the brush of that chill late night breeze against my skin that induced this strange fancy? The crickets are chirping in the brush. They have no answer. I go back into the house with night pulled over it like a blanket.
-
- rejectomorph (
flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind
Late Night
I notice that very few stars are able to cast their light through this veil of cloud, thin though it is. Suddenly, I imagine the earth spinning away from the rest of the universe, out into a starless void, the galaxies receding and growing faint and, at last, vanishing. Was it the brush of that chill late night breeze against my skin that induced this strange fancy? The crickets are chirping in the brush. They have no answer. I go back into the house with night pulled over it like a blanket.
-
Reset Sixteen, Day Forty-Six
The rain had not begun when I went to bed early Friday morning, but when I woke up that afternoon it was doming down quite nicely. It only continued…
-
Reset Sixteen, Day Forty-Five
The jet stream is shifting, making a big bend southward down the west coast, so it is increasingly likely that late January and early February could…
-
Reset Sixteen, Day Forty-Four
Wednesday was pretty much what I expected, being a bit cooler and occasionally cloudy, but dry. The weirdest thing was that there were seven fires…
- Post a new comment
- 2 comments
- Post a new comment
- 2 comments
