Weird relief on several levels was the day’s vibe: a returning rhythm of work against the holiday run up, chopping off ten days’ facial scruff, bracing for strangeness only to find clarity and familiarity in an algorithm-suggested album, driving slow in morning rain, the just-dodged nighttime gig.

Little pink fluffy clouds against darkening violet post sunset twilight sky after a long rainy day

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