But much to my dismay I see Your lovely name one hundred times in my book On every line there in my book, hundreds of times Trying to balance the depth of my love With the way that you like me to feel

 This was taken two nights ago at around 9pm.

The Solstice was all fogged in, so I really didn't get to soak it in the way I wanted to. Slowly, the days are going to start getting shorter again, and I can already feel the seasonal depression from that creeping in--even though this is what is still looks like at 9pm.

Trying.