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It is such a horribly dreary day outside. Rain drizzles down, and fog envelops the mountain in a dim, gray haze. The colors are all out-of-sorts: everything has acquired a dull, grayish hue. I half believe that if I traveled long enough, I would eventually light upon Lewis's bus station. Today does indeed feel like his Grey Town.

The only proper thing to do on such a day is sleep, but I am chained to this desk, for today I must do long, tedious work. Important work, yes-- in the long run. But today it is scarcely to be bourne.

Oh, for a bit of sun to illuminate this gray earth and bring back the vivid reality of life. Oh, for a patch of truly green, dry grass, blue sky, yellow warmth, and endless afternoon in which to enjoy it.

Perhaps tomorrow.
clothofdreams: (Default)
It is such a horribly dreary day outside. Rain drizzles down, and fog envelops the mountain in a dim, gray haze. The colors are all out-of-sorts: everything has acquired a dull, grayish hue. I half believe that if I traveled long enough, I would eventually light upon Lewis's bus station. Today does indeed feel like his Grey Town.

The only proper thing to do on such a day is sleep, but I am chained to this desk, for today I must do long, tedious work. Important work, yes-- in the long run. But today it is scarcely to be bourne.

Oh, for a bit of sun to illuminate this gray earth and bring back the vivid reality of life. Oh, for a patch of truly green, dry grass, blue sky, yellow warmth, and endless afternoon in which to enjoy it.

Perhaps tomorrow.

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