The sun has started staying out until I get home from work on office days. A good sign. A sign of progress, seemingly slow progress, but progress nonetheless.
‘Nonetheless’ – a somewhat strange term/word, and I wonder if I’m even using it correctly anymore. It’s one of those terms we sort of assume we know, but never really delve into what it truly means. I don’t feel like googling anything today. Nonetheless…
My silhouette stares ahead of me – I view it from behind and the sun is behind me – or am I viewing it from the front and my face is literally a blank space? Is this a super-villain or some tragically-masked anti-hero? Every few months I find my silhouette, and it’s often in the winter, usually late winter, when tree limbs are still bare and sun enters the house unobstructed. Sun not blunted by summer foliage – how bizarre to find a clearer version of the sun in this Winter Obscura.
The blank face of a ghoul, some demon exposing itself through shadow, the way some things only appear in peripheral view. Ghosts or visual spiders – or did I make all of that up? Silhouettes tell multitudes of slippery stories in hushed whispers, in whispered prayers.
Mine was silent today.
I filled in the blanks.
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