Today is one of those days

March 20, 2008

when the warm orange light of the sun shines throught the cold trees.
The glistening frozen ground. Seeing my breath makes me think of steam engines and the fact that we too are complicated machines which I at times forget. We breathe and our hearts beat millions of times unnoticed. Looking at the buildings reflected in the canal and I wonder how things are in this reflected world. Are they exactly the same or a mirror image of what we know. The cold and warm light clears my head. The multitude of thoughts in there seemingly frozen for a second and then I move and the moment passes but is not gone.