Tell me what could possibly be drearier than c-board from the Belnord Cafeteria?

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Today's achievements: coughing, sneezing, running a fever; reading a bunch of pulp and suspense fiction. Laundry. Admiring the flooding sepia-tone sunlight of this time of year. Concluding the last time I felt like this was quite possibly sixth grade, when I celebrated winter break with simultaneous mono and chicken pox. Holy blap.

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Admiring the flooding sepia-tone sunlight of this time of year.

It is very striking. The healing angel came home from school yesterday and said, "The light today is very New England."

Rest up. (I know you're doing your best... while housecleaning and cat visiting.)

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The healing angel came home from school yesterday and said, "The light today is very New England."

Yes! Last night I was reading Helen Eustis' The Horizontal Man (1946)—a very odd, very interesting, and to my mind slightly unsuccessful, although beautifully written novel of suspense set at a fictional women's college—and though I believe the geographical setting is never specified by state, the story is taking place in early winter and the light is utterly recognizable. I was not at all surprised to find out that the author based Hollymount College on her own alma mater, Smith. The campus has recognizable Massachusetts trees.