J-Soft Blog

Sunday, January 05, 2003

It is dusk. Viewed through a thin cloth curtain, the sky and anything snow covered apprear the same light shade of grey. The roof next door blends perflectly with the sky. Were it not for the image of the powerlines, which get blocked out by the roof that passes in front of them, and the fact that I know there is a roof there, the roof might seem not to exist. I am at this moment dissapointed by the presence of the powerlines. They ruin the illusion that my neighbor's roof no longer exists. Unable to indulge in the illusion that my neighbor's roof has disappeared off the face of the earth, I return upstairs to write about this illusion that wouldn't be.
posted by Jesse at 5:24 PM #