After dark vapours have oppress'd our plains.

There’s been a strange trend lately for people to get on my case, and I’m quite aware that in such cases where the whole world seems to be bothering you at once, it’s usually not the whole world. What to do in a situation where the world begins to contract and your feet feel heavier and the sounds seem louder? Retreat, regroup, find that spot on the secluded beach under an arbutus tree that calls your name and close your eyes and listen to the surf. Read a book, get a tan, have a nap. Hesse, Gibran, Huxley, give me the solace I find in your worlds.