Last day

It's the last day of the holiday for me today. I've been off work for two weeks. I am not looking forward to going back to the office tomorrow (it will be alright when I get there, but for the moment I am suffering from Sarte's nausea of the threshold).

It was 3.30 am by the time I went to bed last night. As I switched off the electric light the windows seemed to be full of a translucent whiteness, as if it were June and the dawn had already arrived. Looking out I saw that a gentle dusting of snow had fallen over the landscape, and a bright full moon was shining down from an indigo-blue sky, a few fluffy white clouds drifting past.