Last night I was up until 3 a.m., and from my desk I could see the moon rise. It had a faint coral hue and it glowed softly. Just like a child, I felt immensely reassured to see it there, and it reminded me of the small orange night light my parents would plug in our room.
Etre humain en quête d'éclectisme, de stimulation intellectuelle et d'humour. N'aime pas: les moralisateurs compulsifs, les éternels révoltés, le premier degré.
1 comment:
nice writing about the waning moon.
Post a Comment