I ought to be in bed, catching up on sleep. I can’t remember the last time I got a full eight hours’ worth. But instead, I sit here in the wee hours of the last day of the last weekend of summer, clicking my way across the Internet, in search of… what? Enlightenment? Absolution? Distraction from the existential horror of it all? Maybe I’m just trying to stave off the inevitable advance of the calendar for just a few more minutes.

Here’s a song that’s been running through my head for a good part of the day. The lyrics are typically Zeppelin-esque mumbo-jumbo, but the tone captures my mood pretty well…