New York City, November 21, 2013
★★★ The blue morning with decorative clouds looked inviting from the sickbed, in theory, but what got the body up and out was the sight of the clouds closing over in the afternoon, threatening to finish off the daylight early. Outside was not as bad as it could have been; veins of light were in the clouds, and the temperature was decent. In the time it took to walk to the store and halfway back, the remaining good points of the day had mostly worn off, the rising wind meeting the ebbing energy.