So; it's very late, or extremely early should i say and the lights are out in all of the houses. The streets are being caressed with a shimmery yellow glow and the air is poignantly silent. I think sunrise is almost about to happen. The sky looks like a watercolour painting;fading from a pale, watery blue deepening into burnt siennas and pinkish tones. It's beautiful.
There's no point to this post really-merely to describe the beauty of my surroundings.
I've taken to going to bed at ridiculous o'clock much more lately and really the beauty that occurs when most are asleep is ridiculous.
It's a dreadful shame that people go through their lives thinking the world is ugly and tortured-if they just woke up at 3.30am and looked out their window, perhaps their cinicism would fade, like the palette of the morning sky.
Love always
jessie
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