© Marie Marshall
Don’t it make you think hard on yourself when you realize what you’ve missed – especially that kind of grandeur? I always promise not to do that again right before the dawn catches me asleep.
As I type this, there’s a blueprint up there. Stuff is shifting, shuffling the pink across. By the time I come back here with my cereal and coffee it’ll all be different.
There, yes, that’s it! It’s exactly what I mean. But night crawlers (I am), they usually never miss that reverse fascination in the evenings. It’s all about fairness and equal opportunity in nature, I think.
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