The lights look better at night when it is rainy and there are reflections everywhere. It makes me a bit sad that daylight is arriving now. That's pretty much the only observation I can make right now. Detaching from reality, bit by bit. Later it's supposed to rain harder. I might still be around when night falls again.
Sunday Verse
Fragment from Sappho
He seems to me equal to the gods that man whoever he is who opposite you sits and listens close to your sweet speaking and lovely laughing—oh it puts the heart in my chest on wings for when I look at you, even a moment, no speaking is left in me no: tongue breaks and thin fire is racing under skin and in eyes no sight and drumming fills ears and cold sweat holds me and shaking grips me all, greener than grass I am and dead—or almost I seem to me. But all is to be dared, because even a person of poverty...
