Crepuscular rays glistened off the wooden thin pressboard coffee table. I have to laugh that the pale wood compliments the three or four beams that pierce through the windowsill, over the couch, and onto the table. The light shone against a lone green marble bishop left on the far left side of a brown and yellow marble medieval war chess set. Perhaps it is a sundial telling me that it is approximately 2:58?
Is that AM or PM though? I cannot tell. In fact, I cannot tell if it is day or night because the light shining through the window is either that of an adjacent street light or the sun itself. (more…)
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