in the wee hours...

… it’s the only time i have - to sit quietly and contemplate on life, on my own time, and at my own pace.  It’s also the only time that i’m not completely exhausted, or thinking about a myriad of difficult things. the universe is complicated, to be sure, and my little slice of it is seeing more complications than i’d usually like.

we are now going into month 3 of insanity. not sure how sustainable this is. gulp.