The Last Sliver of Light

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        As the last sliver of light disappears somewhere beneath the sea, I sit and ponder while the world fades to black.  The silver moon has yet to rise and bring its dull illumination to the dark night sky.  It’s too dark to type now, so I turn off my laptop.

        I’ll type more in the morning, or perhaps when the moon rises, I think.  Or, I suppose, I could wait a bit longer.  It’s all just semantics now anyway, I continue with my thoughts. When the time comes, and inspiration arises again, I’ll be ready.

        Now, though, the day has ended and my mind is clear.  Another time will surely come, I think.  The sea slithers out as I stand up.  Tucking my laptop under my arm, I begin walking along the sandy beach.  Yes, another time will surely come, I think.  I can feel it in my bones. Then again, maybe it’s just the cool ocean air….