Last night, the nearly full moon illuminated a sky full of amazing clouds.

It all really looks like… something. In fact, it feels fraught with meaning. And I’m almost getting it!

Except. I’m not.

It’s – right behind the curtain. It’s – just past the tip of the tongue.

Fortunately, at the time I was able to just enjoy the view. All the hand-wringing about meaning and what-does-this-looks-like came later.