These days when I go exhaustion-blank I'm also in the countryside, on a dark grey spring or autumn afternoon of heavy rain, with treeless fields of mud around me and the land curving up a bit from where I stand. If this is a memory it must be from childhood, back when we'd sometimes visit the farm of my parents' closest friends. (I think it was more an estate than a working farm, but they sold it when I was ten or so.) I'm a city person who doesn't drive, and so the countryside is generally inaccessible to me. Nor do I know why I'd find this comforting at all: no trees, no houses, and no people is not my notion of pleasant. But that's where I find myself these days.
Mental landscapes
These days when I go exhaustion-blank I'm also in the countryside, on a dark grey spring or autumn afternoon of heavy rain, with treeless fields of mud around me and the land curving up a bit from where I stand. If this is a memory it must be from childhood, back when we'd sometimes visit the farm of my parents' closest friends. (I think it was more an estate than a working farm, but they sold it when I was ten or so.) I'm a city person who doesn't drive, and so the countryside is generally inaccessible to me. Nor do I know why I'd find this comforting at all: no trees, no houses, and no people is not my notion of pleasant. But that's where I find myself these days.
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