the white balloon

Just looked up and out my doorway and saw a single white balloon gliding across the southern sky. It took all of a second to cross the small patch visible from my vantage point, and I cant help thinking how I would have missed it if I'd looked a second earlier or later. Been in a narcotic haze of benedryl and robutussin all day and that moment somehow pierced right through it.

In Cherokee folklore white symbolizes the southern sky, warmth, peace and happiness; and my head has felt like a balloon dancing above my body since I woke up. Cool.