citrus and greens

Off work today no well. The usual yukky stuff.

On the sofa I dipped in and out of strange dreams. Dreams whose logic and meaning soon faded on waking. After several sinkings and resurfacings I realised I had nothing in the house so I went out briefly to get some citrus and greens and passed this window. I love its patterns. I liked the interplay between them and the reflections. They made as much sense to me as my sofa dreaming did. Something felt rather than elucidated.