"Why Can't I Be Different and Original . . . Like Everybody Else?" - Viv Stanshall
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
Where Black Is the Color and None Is the Number
Today is the first full moon since the winter solstice, and already I can feel the days growing longer, the nights shorter.
Last night, I was very aware of the passage of time as I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. I estimate that I got about three hours of sleep - net, not all at once. An hour here, 90 minutes there.
The night seemed very long, indeed.
L. and I had a long, soulful talk this evening, interrupted by a third party's crisis. The crisis was a legitimate and necessary interruption (the party's in the hospital), but before the feces hit the fan, we were able to cover a lot of ground and hopefully not only resolve some of the issues that kept me up all night, but possibly build a foundation for a more sustainable way of being together.
Time will tell, and the longer days will give us the time to find out.
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