the thin blue line

This morning at 9:30 I was getting into my car in the Kópavogur wilds and I saw something amazing: a thin little blue streak of light in an otherwise black and rainy sky. It was quite a bit shocking. It didn't seem to belong. It was as if the blackness of space had been rent aside, revealing a bright world beyond, as though someone had pulled back black velvet stage curtains to reveal a painted backdrop in bright neon eggshell blue. It crept up on me, this sneaky blue crack, and when I got out of my car a few minutes later, there it was again looking down on me in downtown Reykavík. From somewhere far beyond, the light is on its way back.