June 24 - Build Your Own Container Garden

This is a suitable song for a day when the heat and the humidity are causing the air to act like water, and I'm rising and falling on every wave. This is a temperate country and it's currently not behaving in a temperate manner.

So what better than a sleepy sad meditation on a journey taken to find a place to test one's commitment to remaining alive? This is a low late night drive on a hot day, looking out at landscapes of close shadows and distant homes.

The thing about loneliness is that it's a set of relative coordinates, not absolute ones. You're never just at a particular point, you're always a certain distance from things you miss and things you never want to face again. If you're far away, you're far away from something. I spent years of my life, and then months of a later part of my life, measuring that distance in thousands of miles from love. Earlier still it was a distance from fear.

It's too hot to unpack things, Sometimes you just let go of them.

Nick Drake is in this song somewhere, looking out from benind wavy dark hair, lending sweetness and sadness all around.