Ami Shavit, "Alpha 1"

I don’t want it to be Monday any more than you do; hell, I don’t even want it to be August. August means September, and September leads to fall. And after autumn… I was walking along the river early yesterday evening and, watching the light still shining brightly on the water flowing by, it suddenly occurred to me that if I somehow make it through the next six months my only reward will be misery and cold and sunset before six. Winter waits patiently for summer to die and any joy you are able to extract from these hot, endless days is just fuel for the fire of its terrible, inevitable revenge. The darkness is not gone, it’s only resting. Anyway, good morning. Here is “an accidental new age record” aimed at instilling “a calm, relaxed and meditative mood associated with alpha brain waves.” Enjoy.