Every so often a moth gets into the room where I
When the light is out, when there is no luminescence to obsess upon, the
moth will commence to potter around the
room. I suppose it is searching for a nectar or something
I, in my turn, will
feel my head on the pillow, and think about those winter clothes still
waiting to be put away. Moth balls, I understand were created for
When the light is switched on the moth becomes
anxious and I chase it with a book. Sometimes much damage is
done. Those expensive light bulbs, that use less resource and last
for seven hundred years, have fallen like flies.
To add to this expense I have in the
darkness stepped on my glasses, stubbed my toe, damaged my shin and there is
a coffee stain on the carpet by my table.
The lining in this battle ground belongs
to its secret nature. If the wife were to know of these antics, she would smile
at me, and
then I would catch her laughing at what she would call nothing.
But there has been sadness today,
because tomorrow I leave for England.