Shouldn't…but Do

On walkabout, cloudless, sunny cold day.

Rounding  the street, my mind happened on an idea worth pursuing.  Simultaneously my eyes caught an airplane splitting the vault of the sky evenly by contrail.

Atmospheric conditions being what they were, the disappearing contrail followed the plane closely, a daylit  shooting star down the western horizon.   Airy exclamation point on thoughts worth considering.   Maybe a good sign.