Ascending from a gelatinous dreamland you open your eyes and suddenly find yourself obligated to deal with the practicalities of an external universe.

Do not topple into that all-too-familiar state of dull, assumption-filled obviousness.

Unveil the curtains. Let the light enfold your skin. Concentrate on the luminosity and on the warmth.

Then remember that just 8 minutes ago these photons were spit out from the surface of the sun and have since then courageously journeyed 149.6 million kilometres, before now crash-landing on your tender face.

Eilert Vataker

This is an Australian version of Eilert Vataker’s lovely sketch.