ww weather: wet and white = slab

Outside they are still shooting fireworks to heaven. They start somedays before christmas and will keep on to the sixth of January, the last day of christmas. Waking up from deep sleep I think somebody is cleaning his carpet. A sound memory from childhood when the women used to take their carpets outside and beat the dust out of them.

I bought Stephen Hawking´s “a briefer history of time” and hope to understand it better than “a brief history of time” which I read three times without getting a lot of it.
He starts the first chapter: “We live in a strange and wonderful universe. Its age, size, violence, and beauty require extrordinary imagination to appreciate. The place we humans hold within this vast cosmos can seem pretty insignificant.” I like that. I feel like we overestimate our being immensly.