Goodnight friends! Similar grey haze again, the earth darkened and mouldering with a dense, syrupy scent of mud and sour slow decay. Faint mist thickening by degrees over the afternoon until the 4pm night air was gelid and saturated, a deep velvety purple cut through with sluggish dripping streaks of electric light softly sparkling on wet tarmac.
Continuing to take things slow and.gradually regaining my footing – slowed down by damp weather, emotionally numb, no motivation to exercise and a struggle to get out of bed before it gets dark. Drawing a little at least. Hearing and reading concerning things about omicron, suspecting I’ll be spending the holidays alone.
May we find a sense of renewed delight and discovery today!
