lone lit room above

I originally sat at this computer in order to exhale so I could talk about this chalky gray sky 18% neutral that jazz, how it influences my step on concrete. a small milestone: tonight I looked at a streetlamp and noticed the leaves around it, had it shine out shone out shane out into clarity, a distinctiveness, the gradients of color and contrast quickly noted and attempted-understood, absorbed, drunken in, marinated. I am sunkensoaked with an image, briefly, and then it starts to fade nimbly and gradually like a goodbye after the train leaves, momentary comfortability re-departed from, away. just that, a few autumn leaves, a street lamp, an street with the occasional one-passenger car.