Once again, the world changes....
Clouds are fluffy pink pink whales, cavorting against the sunset sky, white yellow glow uplighting their underbellies.
Moon hugs horizon, heavy, orange, oval... a half eaten peach.
In the parking lot, he reaches for my hand, pulls me close to kiss my cheek.
Sweet, yes, just when I promise myself I'm giving up on him and his careless offhand ways.