A Sublime Malaise

I like the way those words roll off the tongue, and sound in my ears. It conjures up images of Mysteries of Udolpho, and other early Gothic novels.

They are appropriate for this most sublime tsuyu we've been experiencing - cloudy, rainy, misty, foggy, humid weather that casts a pregnant lull over the city. And certainly 'a sublime malaise' best conveys my current state - one of general, but not necessarily unbeautiful, malaise.

So I'll embrace it, and hope spawns some creativity...