I was mistaken the other day. The full moon was actually last night. it was a very unspectacular moon, yellowish. with a bit of an orange shine around it. through my window. i could stare right at it.but i turned around, tucked my pillow under my head and closed my eyes again. as a matter of fact I was almost annoyed that the sky did not cover this orange round ball with dark and thick clouds. during the ice storm, while every branch and tree and grass and car and pole was covered with a thick layer of ice, the full moon painted the world in a sparkling blue light, radiant and vibrant. but that was months ago. this morning however the sky is grey. there is a fine yellow shine at the horizon looking east. the last glow from the rising morning. i dreamed that i was on the Galapagos island and the most fascinating and ancient creatures walked by. i couldn't believe that this little strip of rocks at the end of an enormous island could display all animals. they were marching, like they would follow an order. and after a while the strip of rocks was empty again. an illusion.
This is Tuesday. for whatever it is worth.
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