"What an incomplete container like an article can hold can only be incomplete memories and incomplete ideas."
There is a circle of fluff around the moon, which is blurry and cannot be seen clearly. There is a bird flying, flat, like thoughts drifting away, quietly and leisurely.
"Is so-and-so leaning on the railing and looking at the moon at this time?"
There was a gust of wind, catching a trace of trance and wandering.
M. K.
Concept: About altitude, about temperature