Hey I almost forgot to write that I saw the moon the other day, not full but with a warm, almost orange glow, and the sky was deep blue with stars?
But I’m smitten by a terrible illness (a cold) and have been bedridden inside, while the sun is shining down the last summer days
Or the moon, as I described.
It’s a comforting thought, the indifference of nature or the world, but it’s unsettling nonetheless
I am the centre only of my own world, just like everyone else, including the frogs