they only come out at night

There are so many thoughts going through my head at this time of the night. I wish I could catch them & put them in a post, but that's often hard to do.

Last night I wondered if I was losing the ability to feel emotion as intensely as I used to do. I wondered if the saints of long ago were the schizophrenics of today. I wondered if one had to be tortured in order to be an artist. I wondered why these wonderings only show up at night.

I wondered many, many things. Things that I wanted to sit and discuss with someone. Unfortunately, no one else is awake when these things happen.

slack

I should be working on the newsletter for work, or something else equally important. Instead, I'm web-browsing & poking around on LJ.

I guess I need to buckle down & actually do some work.