Out of sorts
Sigh, it’s that time of year again. Autumn is segueing into winter, and the luminous light of the early period has turned into the grey, gloomy ambience of the late.
Driving home is a chore, there’s not enough contrast between light and dark to distinguish pedestrians and bicyclists, who all seem to think that dressing like a ninja is de rigeur. The office’s lighting scheme is revealed as the flashy fashion-driven abortion that it is, and I’m spending more and more time squinting at a screen that’s too bright for the surrounding room.
The air seems drenched with cold, suspended water. The day starts and ends in gloaming.
Oh well, got to try to find the happy place for Leo’s birthday tomorrow. In a while we’ll get real winter, and leave this half-measure behind us.
Posted on Tuesday, 2024-10-19,
in the alt category.
