5th June 2011
The streets are Marie-Celeste deserted, but the sky is more active than I have ever seen it before. The light from the city usually makes it impossible to see the stars, but on a warm night like this I can take the bus to a place where everything is dominoes and chiaroscuro. Still light that travels for years to reach here, but now there is also something else in the sky, much closer to home. I must be dreaming again.