Day Sixty Six: God of Wine

Some cheap Malbec we had in our wine "cellar."

I fell asleep this afternoon and dreamt of a magical walk through underground steam tunnels, a bit of Fritz Lang's "Metropolis" without the dramatic piano accompaniment. Call me crazy, but that was the highlight of my day.



In the evening, I needed multiple glasses of wine. And searching through our little wine "cellar" beneath the basement stairs, I found two bottles of Malbec. I am currently drinking the second bottle.

And I am listening to Third Eye Blind's "God of Wine." A perfect song for the melancholic mood I'm in.




Wish you were here, Mom.