The Weather Report – February 23, 2015
Wedding, Mitte, Berlin, Germany
Sunrise: 7:07 a.m.
Sunset: 5:33 p.m.
Moon Phase: Waxing Crescent
You should wear: Is there anything a friend has given you? An old sweater, a too-small dress, an extra hat, a hand-sewn top. You should wear that.
You’re going to feel: A constant squeeze from that friend, obviously.
Breezy with showers throughout the day. Cloudy with breaks of sun. Winds SW at 15 to 28 kmph.
You can be a cute cloud this week. Here, let’s try.
In the morning you are dew and you are being kicked around for hours, drying up and leaking out and spreading thin and swelling big. Somewhere along the line a man walking by tells you WRONG, THAT IS NOT HOW SCIENCE WORKS and you, the cute dew, go WATCH THIS and form the giant thunderous cloud the man has always feared. Then you drift away.
On the way to the next man you meet another cute cloud and it is me.
Clouds can merge into each other easily, similar to the way black holes enjoy to merge into each other. Think of the power that two big-bellied, willingly bluish clouds can contain, the multitudes of functioning, knowledgeable, potential raindrop offspring. It’s a bit frightening, actually.
And it goes without saying that I am not talking about merging clouds in the sense of storage systems—your thousands of typewritten .docx files and Big Sean songs and my thousands of pictures of myself eating a cucumber. No I am not talking about those kinds of clouds, though that sounds equally as nice, and maybe we can try that kind of sharing next.
And finally, yes, I’ve heard that fear makes the world go round. I think that this is a very real possibility, but I also think it’s a little bit of wind, and shouting over long distances, and gravitational momentum, and me wanting to be with you, too.