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Goodnight friends! One of my fav. eerie quotidian sights is a lamppost lit in the day, casting that particular orange glow on an overcast afternoon rather than glittering on the tiny facets of night-time tarmac. Of course it has to turn on sometime, but it still contains a hint–a potential–of time out of joint.

There's a few vague senses of gloom & dread settling on me I think–seasonal weights & pressures of family obligation &c.

May we be refreshed by our rest today, & rewarded by our action.