rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,


The clouds stayed away long enough to let the air turn cold. I thought the frogs might freeze, but they've croaked all night. A chilly low fog has now formed, and the trees at the end of the block are vague shadows in the early light, but I can still see a few stars. As the light grows, I see that the lawn is dew-sprinkled and the rooftops white with frost.

I tried to watch an old movie, but kept falling asleep. As soon as I gave up and turned it off, I was wide awake. Maybe the movie was at fault. It was Stanley Kramer's 1960's production of Katherine Anne Porter's Ship of Fools. I saw it many years ago at the Orpheum Theatre in Los Angeles. I believe it was the splendidly ornate decor of the theatre which kept me awake that time. I can recommend the theatre, but not the movie.

The last day of January is when I usually realize that I'll probably survive the winter. So far this year, it's felt like winter for about sixty or seventy hours altogether. I have no sense of accomplishment.

The clouds in the east have turned a pleasant salmon color. They've made me crave either lox or persimmons. No matter that I can't decide. I have neither.

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