Jan 29, 2008

static

i was up in the mountains last night and it was as dark and quiet as it is possible to be while still surrounded by human habitation. i pulled a down comforter from the bed in the pitch-black room and heard the crackling of lightning and saw sea green sparks between the sheets. then, this morning, it was cold and windy, with clusters of powdery snowflakes drifting sideways and upwards. a pretty good life, in all.

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