Everything’s going to be haunting from now on.
It’s Tuesday and you’re still alive. Does that qualify as good news? It’s hard to tell these days. I can’t offer you much in the way of consolation — and also I am starting to worry that your need for consolation is going to be so far beyond my capacity to give any in the coming year that you will walk about this world unconsoled for however many days you have left — but I can say that at least, uh, there is still music and here’s some now. Look, I told you I didn’t have much to offer. You will just have to make do with this, which these people correctly characterize as “haunting.” You should probably get used to seeing that word a lot in the future. Anyway, enjoy.