+Steven Curtis Lance
Sep 09, 2004, 01:27 AM
You know what? I feel exactly the same way! Sunsets always depress me somehow. I know they can be beautiful, but it is the beauty of finality, of ending; sunset always feels like miniaturized death to me.
I love night. I love to see the moon rise, the evening star, the morning star, and the sun rise. Just not sunsets. They always make me sad. And, somehow, lonely.
I love to see light appear, return; it makes me sad to see it go away.
By the way, my dearest darling little girl, remember how it rained when we were on the phone a bit ago? As soon as we rang off... the rain STOPPED completely. It only rained then, when we were connected, when we were together. But everything still smells good, and the Chrysler is clean now. Fred had forgotten about rain, so he is fascinated, sniffing everything in sight. Now I know why he was using his Jacobsens's organ and tasting the air earlier; I believe he sensed the atmospheric change which led to the rain. He was tasting the rain.
Hmmm... 2.30 in the morning here... the sky is interesting to look at, because there are big holes in the clouds now, and the moon is playing hide and seek with me. Later, about 5.00, I will look for the morning star, in my backyard to the east. Then the sunrise. And later when it sets again, I will try not to look, lest I get lonely.
I love you.
Thank you for the magical rain, butterfly.
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