Displaced

The shopping trip fell through, and has yet to be rescheduled. This leaves me feeling at loose ends. That happens a lot these days so one would think I'd be accustomed to it, but I'm not. I'll probably end up feeling displaced in time all night. That night is about to begin, as something resembling a sunset is going on right now. The last bit of color is draining from the sky where the clouds that kept the day gray have begun to break up. Only the west has partly cleared. Everywhere else it remains overcast, and it may be the moon will remain hidden until it reaches the westernmost part of the sky. But clouds are unstable things, like my schedule, so maybe not.

Now where did I put that thing I thought I wanted but now can't remember what it is?


( Sunday Verse )