There are some evenings when loneliness seeps down from the walls, from the top of the shelves, rolling through your floors like a blanket of fog..

today is one such day. Melancholy. Dully snowy. Windy. Bleak.

as I hear the clock ticking and desperately seek respite in mechanical clicks, the noxious fumes of loneliness ensnare my senses..

Has everything joyful gone to sleep?