the days are getting noticeably longer, and i could not be more pleased. it happens in increments every single day, and yet it’s not until one clear afternoon when you look out the window at four p.m. and realize that the sun is still in the sky that you realize — ohhhh. i love those moments.
i remember being astonished, as a child, when i learned how rapidly the earth moves. the speed of rotation is over a thousand miles per hour at the equator. the speed of revolution is almost sixty-seven thousand miles per hour. and that’s only relative to the sun. we are in planes upon planes upon
even when you are very, very still and quiet and think you’re paying the best of attention, massive shifts, the likes of which you can’t possibly anticipate, are taking place.
there are orbital shifts. moments of punctuation. they are fewer and further between, and they shake you and resort you. i have had my share of them. but on the whole, while they can be disorienting, somehow they seem not quite as fundamental as the shifts that sneak up on you suddenly, when you realize how much has changed, and you can only say — ohhhh.