Goodnight friends! Feeling drier, and much brighter and warmer too, though the sun is already struggling a little to rise above the trees. Around 21°c with a consistent breeze that plucked and tousled the limbs of poplars and birches, a constant oceanic swash in the branches, motes of gold flickering. Ragged-looking yellow hawbits bowing and flailing. Earth dark and wet, a stony, thick scent of damp from overnight drizzle seeming out of place on the warm wind. Autumn roses crystalline and overflowing with pink-stsined light.
Feeling much fresher along with the weather, though changing humidity made sleep fitful and shallow. Pain is far more manageable, and fatigue isn’t too far off average levels. Thoughts very smeared and scattered, and I’m making sure to rest as much as I can still, but in general I think I’m escaping from a relapse.
May we find peace and patience in our lives today!
Image ID: Photo of the sky washed to a dull steely blue by the bright white blaze of the low-hanging sun, scorching through stippled columns of ragged white cloud layered with a thin tissuey cirrus veil.
