Nostalgia and the Non-sequitur

I have no idea why these lines remind me of the title of the Truffaut film Le Dernier Métro.

There is nothing so homesick-making
as the ecstasy of a fellow transient.

Perhaps it is a hint of locale - Paris - that makes such scenes possible.

"In the Luxembourg Gardens" by Lachlan MacKinnon collected in Montrerey Cypress.

And so for day 313
23.10.2007