The Bene Gesserit say that fear is the mind killer.
Mind killer, soul killer.
Exhaustion is the creativity killer. The dream killer.
Also, lack of time.
Exhaustion kills ambition, desire even.
I dream of having the energy and time and alertness to reinhabit my post as subcreator. But for now, it is time to sleep. Or at least put myself in a place where sleep can find me.
I talk a lot about sleep and weather. Weather because I love it. Sleep because while I tend to think of sleep as an inconvenient necessity, when there aren't the hours in the day to get enough sleep, day after day, it starts to be the only thing I can think about.
Today started out heavily foggy, mizzly enough to need the windshield wipers, but never blinding. The trees are slightly happier than they were yesterday.
Now I feel that all my conversational bases have been touched, and I can head to...you know where.
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