I was too depressed to care whether I had a good view or not.

“I'm not in the mood right now,” I said. I wasn't, either. You have to be in the mood for those things.

The weather today is partly angry, leading to resignation and ultimatums.

Just for the record, the weather today is calm and sunny, but the air is full of bullshit.
Just for the record, the weather today is increasing turmoil with a possible physical and emotional breakdown.
Just for the record, the weather today is foggy with widely conflicting stories about your
father’s cause of death.

Just for the record, the weather today is calm. Calm and resigned and defeated.

Sunday passed with equal doubts, worries, assurances, and heaven knows what vagaries of mind and spirit.

Just for the record, today’s weather is nervous disgust with tentative apprehension.

... without thought or conscious desire, might not things external to ourselves vibrate in unison with our moods and passions, atom calling to atom in secret love of strange affinity?