Light matters

A man woke up and lay thinking about nothing

Dark matter.

What is the human equivalent?That most of us are invisible

So he drank some hot tea and scratched the cat’s head with his fingers.

Then as he washed himself  he thought

Dark matter?It may not matter…..

Then he went to his shed in the garden and wrote a short story in the dark.

Because he was blind,you see.

If you are blind there is no darkness.

Or it’s all darkness.

Extremes.

Not quite  a story..but it’s a beginning,so the cat told me

Actually it’s a cheetah pretending to be a cat

And as a matter of fiction,it is a Guardian  angel in training.

And soon wings will grow.

Take off

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About Kate Thwaite

I love writing , conversation, art, wild flowers, music and air.And books
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