But the sun peeked out and they began
to melt and break.
They would fall in clumps
and murmur, "Slush-slush, slushy"
as they slid around the melting snow.
I did appreciate the icicles from an aesthetic distance.
I admired the striking constrast of dark shadows cast by
the almost translucent hanging wonders.
You can learn something from these icicles.
Let the sun shine in!
I had a dream a few nights ago that I was
strolling down a fairly busy urban street,
and I was naked.
I didn't have much anxiety in the dream
about being naked.
I was trying to cross the street
without attracting attention.
And I was successful, in my dream
noone seemed to notice.
I welcome any interpretations!
Not sure if/how this dream is related to Last Week's Icicles.
That is also open for interpretation.