I’m on the mid-watch once again, but since July I’d been on the six to twelve, and when I had my time off in the afternoon I usually took a nap. We’re gaining five and a half minutes of light every evening so the bleak winter is already giving way to gold; but there’s nothing I loved more than that gentle blue light filtering into my room, cool and serene and infinitely soothing in its quietude. As every year turns I look forward to sleeping in that light again.
Elizabeth Simenstad 1 Minute
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