The evening was a bit strange. I took an unintentional nap about an hour long after I got back from the store, then went outside to refill the feral cats' water bowls. The hazy sky gave the sunset's afterglow a dusty, pale red hue, like the color of the wallpaper in a room where an old lady might have been dying in 1910. It made me very melancholy, and I went back into the house so I wouldn't have to see it anymore. But I still haven't shaken off the sadness that moment induced. I'll probably have it all night.
I'll go watch Colbert's Friday pastiche now. Maybe it will cheer me up.