Coming to you LIVE from the Heart of an Immense Darkness!
There has been a strange darkness outside today. The sky is the color of rust. It's almost as if the darkness would let you reach out and mold it in your hands, like play-doh. It's put me in a slow mood. As I fed the dogs this morning, Ber gave me the strangest look, full of the most indescribable boredom. I would like to think that he feels the same way as I do about it. The sky has been filled with rolling thunder all day, but little rain has fallen. While walking the dogs on the camp road, peering into the woods on both sides, I got the feeling that new trees had sprung up along the road during the night and were obscuring my normally unhindered view. Things I used to see clearly, even on rainy days, are shrouded in uncertainty. I say uncertainty to describe the objects themselves, as if they might not be there; I just see them, and they seem to move towards and away from me at the same time.
People seem to be slowing down on the mainroads to look up at the sky.
There's real lightning now. Each burst like a soft thud of light, they match the following sounds evenly. I was just sitting on our porch swing, admiring the freakish beauty of the light. It really is unnatural.
People seem to be slowing down on the mainroads to look up at the sky.
There's real lightning now. Each burst like a soft thud of light, they match the following sounds evenly. I was just sitting on our porch swing, admiring the freakish beauty of the light. It really is unnatural.