Seemed like a typical moment within a typical office day. If you're façade is facing a total urban transformation symphony, you must expect a natural solo anytime. However, your daily tasks and errands keep you distracted from claiming such quests.
So in that typical moment I was looking at the sky with glance full of thoughts. A fresh marriage struggling with middle class problems, a procrastinating mind dealing with "un"-deadlines, friday night plans.
Suddenly the sky opens up and leaves a gap, like a call for the perfect puzzle piece.
Mind gets cleared. Body straighten up on the office chair. Phone camera turns on. Expecting anything to happen. A sudden dive enters the view. Like imitating the gap among the clouds.
Remembering Coleridge, and thinking "the albatross may begin with its vengeance". But no terrible curse or a thirst.
Just a view, that soon will be forgotten. But to be re-remembered.
