A partial list of liminal times (and places)
-The end of the day in the summer when the streetlights turn on but the sun hasn’t set yet and the fireflies start coming out and the cicadas’ buzzing reaches fever pitch
-10 am on the first Tuesday of the month, when the sound of the tornado sirens reverberates off the buildings in downtown Chicago
-All night on the ocean, with or without clouds or storms or moonlight
-Just before a thunderstorm hits, when the sky turns green and everything becomes eerily still as if the entire world is underwater
-The darkest part of the night, after the moon has set, while you’re driving snowy highways through the north woods
-When the wind changes in late autumn and you can smell the first snow on it, crisp and cold
-Anytime after sunrise but before the fog has burned off, when anything that moves in front of you looks shadowy and distorted
-The silence and collectively held breath in a crowded sports bar during the highest stakes moment of a high stakes game
-Civil twilight is always a liminal time, really, but especially in the West when the shapes of mountains just start to fade in or out of existence on the horizon
-That specific part of dusk when it’s plenty light enough to see but just dark enough that everything turns gray
-The time of night when the moon is angled just right to shine perfectly through your window
-When the sky is overcast and the air heavy with moisture for days on end but no rain falls
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