coffee and a novel

when the rain falls for days and the ground becomes a mirror reflecting the heavens above, the track is hidden but the train rolls on as though gliding on the water surface. and when the rain falls no more, all is still and the skies meet on the horizon like twins facing the other. on nights like this the cresent moon shines in the cloudless sky dusted with stars. magnifique.

these days the kitchen comes to a halt as i laze around listening to the crickets cry under the scorching sun. and in the midst of the comfortless heat, i came to enjoy swimming. a temporary escape in the cool of the waters with the breeze bringing moments of relief. yawns, and i am feeling sleepy already.