Today is a Moth Kinda Day

I'm not sure if it's "moth season" and I cannot pretend to know if certain weather conditions lead to an influx in the moth population, but I DO know that there are a whooooole lotta moths around right now. I did laundry over the weekend (our washer is finally fixed!!) and hung the clothes out over night, in between evening rain storms. Bringing them into the house on Monday, I have been putting on clothes while simultaneously booting moths out.

Note to self... shake 'em BEFORE bringing them in next time!

While they do not bite, make a lot of noise or creep me out... I cannot help feeling overwhelmed by the swarm of moths in my room, clothing, and life right now.

And, at the same time, I cannot help feeling like a moth myself. Reflecting the worldly shades of grey, searching everywhere for a speck of light to lead me home; bumping into everything on my way, wishing to nestle somewhere warm and dark to rest.

I have been told that when someone great dies, especially by surprise, we are entitled to get momentarily lost in a world that will never be the same. The world is allowed to be seen in shades of black, white and grey and the sun is allowed to hide behind the large clouds. The stars will appear to stand still while the music sings in a minor key.

Well, I guess this is just the way things will be for a little while and I should just be okay with bein' a moth.