Little things

[annwfyn]

This morning, I was a very sad Sally. I didn’t sleep well last night, and the morning was heavy with mist that made me feel like I was even more disconnected from the world than normal. I could have been anywhere, just me, in my car, driving into endless nothing. This was particularly appropriate considering my dark conviction last night and this

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[suave_steve]

Glad the mist is clearing but I still don't think I would survive long were you a god ;P

[sea_of_flame]

I wonder how much transport affects how weather 'feels'. Driving through this morning's mist would have felt claggy and claustrophobic and mope-inducing, I'm sure - but from the train, it was all etherial/unreal, and faster-than-witches, with fields and lakes[1] and crowns-carved-into-hillsides peeping through as the sun came up.

(I may also be having a bit of an obsession with the weather- & seasonal-induced moods of Kent from us starting to run the Lost game, of course :)

[1] well, nature-reclaimed former gravel pits...