It was the time of year, the time of day, for a small insistent sadness to pass into the texture of things. Dusk, silence, iron chill. Something lonely in the bone.
Don DeLillo, White Noise
sums up my current mood…
Funnily enough, I was going to call it ‘Minnesota’, as in the Soundgarden lyric: “I’m looking California, but feelin’ Minnesota.” Though the closest I get to “looking California” is the Dumpster Man in David Lynch’s Mulholland Drive.
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