It's that time in the sky when there is no sun and yet it is not completely dark. This is an in-between place where the clouds are a pale pink smeared against the gray blue sky, where the world seems very, very still and the metallic outline of the trees sway gently in the placid summer breeze. There is no sunshine to inhale and no sunset to ponder, just an in-between place of a kind of glowing darkness. In a minute, everything will grow black and the neighbor's car alarm will sound and the radio by the lemons in the kitchen just below me will hum again, but right now, in this moment, the in-between sky with its uncertain hues and uncompromising colors is the perfect, beautiful backdrop to my life.
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