five thousand shades of blue
Friday, October 26, 2001
Struck suddenly and completely this morning, staring at Orion and his canine companion, with the stark (yet obvious) realization that this planet is surrounded on all sides by blackness and the occasional pin prick of light. Daytime is an illusion of atmosphere. I found my knees wobbling like they do when I'm at a great height looking down, for there was nothing in my range of vision but darkness and stars.
I need more sleep. I'll get back that precious one hour that was stolen from me in the spring.
Suddenly, all the male customers in my café are . Apparently, it's Falsetto Friday.
is
this just not enough…?