It is dark.

Yes. It is dark. Daylight savings time is now in effect and I’m riding on a dark bus again and listening to Lemon Jelly. I don’t care really. The light will ebb back into the morning and I’ll hear birds and the like. I hope.
I need the sun. Direct sun. Though I’ve lived in shade most my life. I still need it. Well, “need” is a strong word, I guess. I “desire” it. I “want” it.
Until it returns, the sun, I sit riding the bus. My knees are propped up on the seat in front of me and I’m listening, as I said, to Lemon Jelly. It is good.