Despite the near endless daylight the sun is still wan this far north… A surge of incoming clouds turns the sky dark. Your senses tell you night approaches. But there will be no night. Not in any sense that I am familiar with.
This is what it looks like on the other side of midnight. 1AM with a full moon.
This is what it sounds like.
If you are at work, put on headphones and imagine yourself in another place. Birds are singing, apparently never having troubled to go sleep. Insects are looking for love or a territorial rumble. The nocturnal and diurnal elide in a great Northern confusion.
I have brushed the dust off the suit, wiped, scraped and polished the boots. Time for bed.