Darkness My Old Friend — Image by kenne
Hello darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
— from The Sound of Silence by Paul Simon
Good. I re-looked at this view 3x, and in accord with Paul Simon, I liked it just as much as I liked my intro view. Melancholia, for sure.