Wassat?
This evening I took the kitchen trash out to the bin, and got surprised by something that seemed to be moving.
Wassat? Oh. It's just my shadow. But wait! It's night! I can't have a shadow at night! Oh. There's a full moon, you dummy.
Strange, isn't it? At the age of 62 I've just now
consciously noticed for the first time that the moon makes shadows.
Actually these
sudden understandings of
everyday physics have become fairly common in the last few years. I don't know if it's the loss of pressures and anxieties that formerly filled the mind, or the 'baseline regularity' of living in the same place for 20 years.
Whichever, I'm free to observe small bits of reality with much more clarity than before.