Sunday, December 21, 2008


It is dusk, one of my favourite moments of the day. The sharp edge of day gets a little softer. Little children come back from school and the playground is filled with their laughter. The birds cry a little louder. And I ponder on the closing of another day.

In this moment between light and dark, in this moment between day and night, I decide to hang around. Not wanting to let the day go, not willing to let the dark in.

Resistance is futile, my friend.

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