I just woke up, alone, in the cabin in the Scottish Highlands. It is late-afternoon, and milky diffuse light blurs the horizon over the loch outside the window. The world is silent. I feel like I am in one of those quiet, existential European films. Maybe even something really high-brow by that Swedish guy who made The Seventh Seal. It must be something to do with this far northern light.
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