Date: 2009-03-09 06:18:01 Created: 2009-03-09 02:17:44
Approaching midnight on a Sunday, chock full of impressions, images, smells and sensations. Is it any wonder that it's hard to sleep when you spend a day physically resting but constantly taking in new things? Processing has to start some time, and the only break in the last 14 hours seems like a reasonable time.
It is good to be alive. Really good. I remember the start of a night on Martin's couch, a surprising number of years ago already, realizing the exact same thing. Sometimes it's good to go in circles, because certain things are worth compng back to, or rediscovering.
Soon it's Monday. That will be a good day too.
Peace!
(This will go out sometime during that Monday.)