Before the New Moon

Cold day in Astoria, steam heat hiss is a welcome sound, at last, at last. Thinking of warm Florida days, of breezes and ocean waves, bluegreen waters and open air breakfast, pink flamingoes and pastel houses, ignominies of American travel, homecoming, ah, it's cold today and the hiss is a welcome sound.

Preparations and packing, misgivings and anticipations, and now over, the relief, over, and emptiness, oh empty of thoughts and schemes, empty of confidence and will, the cycle continues, and the new moon is only two days away.