Goodnight friends! A similar kind of dank, chill half-foggy day that seemed to mute and smother any sense of light down to a uniform twilight pall. Treetops all nests of black wire. Moisture slowly beads unglinting on every surface, mushrooms sag and split and collapse like badly pitched tents under their own pale spongy weight.
Lethargic and dragging, thoughts fogging over intermittently. Heavily fatigued and needing the gentle day of rest I gave myself.
May we find comfortable peace and companionship today!
