“[…] a groundless sadness called forth in a person’s heart by a pastoral landscape.”
– Haruki Murakami, Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage
December holidays are a
struggle when first groundless,
away from home. A sadness
based in nostalgia called
homesickness, comes forth
with good-time composites in
idyllic waking dreams. A
utopia that doesn’t factor in a person’s
constant change rate. If the heart
is the compass we’re led by,
the mind uses repetition as a
way to adjust in a new pastoral
landscape.
