Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Night Breeze

For the umpteenth time, my head clears when the day is coming to a close. All the angst and neurosis from everything leading up to this point fades away. It's like a very, very, very mild form of Ecstas y in that I feel the affection for others and forgiveness for myself that I am so often lacking in my normal frame of mind. It is rare that I am sober and cognizant of how blessed I am in my life. I wish I could have these moments in the daytime so they wouldn't blur into the amnesia of sleeping.

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Move between the Arctic and Antarctic cirlces so as to live always in twilight talking, typing.

Live on a private jumbo jet, eternally chasing the sunset westward round the world typing, talking.

Stop sleeping, spend your groggy time at work, stay up late at night and chase the clarity talking, typing.
 
All of those ideas are, in fact, achingly appealing.
 
I look forward to the increase in dissociative ramblings...
 
Given the advent of summer, you can count on it.
 
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