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petermarcus) wrote2002-03-17 11:30 am
petermarcus) wrote2002-03-17 11:30 am
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As tired as I was when I got home, I had to run out yesterday evening and do some work (side-job work, which is good, as opposed to day-job work, which is still kinda tricky right now.)
I drove deeper into midtown with the skyline lit on my left, and the thin edge of a crescent moon setting on the right. The crescent was so narrow, it was almost a Bailey's Beads sort of collection of holes and bright points. The rest of the moon was lit with earthshine, and as the new moon sat cradled in the old moon's arms, I parked my car in the underground parking of one of the tallest buildings in Atlanta.
Almost finished the job, too. More work today, then things might be ready for prime-time.
Slept nine hours last night, in the bliss of one's own bed, dreaming dreams of blue New Zealand seas and glowing crescent moons.
I drove deeper into midtown with the skyline lit on my left, and the thin edge of a crescent moon setting on the right. The crescent was so narrow, it was almost a Bailey's Beads sort of collection of holes and bright points. The rest of the moon was lit with earthshine, and as the new moon sat cradled in the old moon's arms, I parked my car in the underground parking of one of the tallest buildings in Atlanta.
Almost finished the job, too. More work today, then things might be ready for prime-time.
Slept nine hours last night, in the bliss of one's own bed, dreaming dreams of blue New Zealand seas and glowing crescent moons.
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