We’ve all been living in an in-between of sorts for the last year, haven’t we? Nothing quite as poetic as the blend of blinding light and unfath- omable dark one encounters with an eclipse, an early touchstone for this composition it is worth noting. That faint halo of light, surrounding this once sinister and now innocuous object, that is the penumbra – that permeable border between light and dark. Do you remember, in the haze of half-sleep, seeing something or someone in your room that didn’t belong? As you breathlessly flicked on the light, you were relieved to find it was only a chair lopsided with laundry, or a vacuum propped against the doorframe.
If you would, coax your mind back to a time when you believed ducking your head beneath the covers was ample defense against the bogeyman.
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