The light from my living room window reflects on the wall creating this beautiful shadow play of the trees below. We live on the fourth floor and there is no sight of vegetation anywhere around us except maybe an occasional broccoli on the dining table of the apartment on the opposite side. (That's right. I am that creepy neighborhood prowler you want to complain about for peering into your apartments. But, oh dull this dreary neighborhood... so far I haven't found anything even slightly titillating)

So anyway... it is fun waking up in the morning and sitting on the couch and watching the silhouette of the tree swaying on the living room wall.

Today, something miraculous happened. As I was staring at the silhouette and wondering how it made its way up here when the tree is so many floors below, the whole frame moved!! Whole frame! (i.e. the sunlight on the wall that is shaped like a window frame with the silhouette of the tree)... and it moved so swiftly from one end to the another end of the wall that it had to be a paranormal phenomenon of some freaky kind. Or what was that? Was that the sun changing direction? Did it just decide to set in the east?

I wish I could explain this better. But believe me, it was so bizarre! If Tapi wasn't watching it as well, I would have though I was completely kooky... He of course, just went on with his life like it was totally normal! No reaction whatsoever. Dullsville!

(This post has to go in the Religion/Philosophy section of my blog of course!)