the dark

It's finally here, for real. It's still light for much of the workday but this is the week when most non-work activities begin to take place in the darkness. Today the 8 a.m. drive to work was pitch black and the sun's rise at 9:13 was into a cottony cover of drizzle clouds. By the time I left work at 4:30 the sky above the Smáralind mall was a Gibsonish dead-TV dark grey again. And then by 6 as I was swimming laps in the rain it was black again. November, December, and January are the months when the Land tests the faith of its newest residents. And the time when our minds, for all of their supposed rationality, begin to wonder: will it really ever be light again?