some time ago, when i came back to writing after this last hiatus, i was given a kind of tarot reading, but using birds instead of the traditional deck. one of the birds i was given was a nightjar, which symbolized my present state, then.
i have thought about nightjars off and on, since that time. it rang true on several levels. but this morning in my half-sleep i suddenly felt, instinctively, that the nightjar time was coming to an end. i’m not sure why, but that feeling has lingered all morning, even in my tiredness.