:: Sunday Morning ::
06:49 | view comments
I am home.
Some time last night, I was having a conversation (sort of) with a friend about sleeping after sunrise. Now, almost 10 hours later, I am literally living out that thought. I got home around 10 minutes ago, at exactly 6:37 if I'm not mistaken. The sun, obviously, is up already. I have not slept... I don't know if I want to.
Let me recap the previous night's events. At roughly half past seven last night, I left the house. At roughly half past six this morning, I got home. In between... well... I drove to a friend's house; drove to the Podium; ate at Burgoo; bummed in Starbucks; drove to another friend's place; watched Jean-Luc Godard's Contempt, wondered what the point of it was; watched Stanley Kubrick's The Shining, drove my friend back home; drove home.
Okay, I admit that I am not very articulate at the moment. I have, in my defense, however, the fact that I did not get any sleep last night. It is too early on a Sunday morning to be up now, let alone attempt to write well. I think now I do know what I want to do... EAT!
06:49 | view comments
I am home.
Some time last night, I was having a conversation (sort of) with a friend about sleeping after sunrise. Now, almost 10 hours later, I am literally living out that thought. I got home around 10 minutes ago, at exactly 6:37 if I'm not mistaken. The sun, obviously, is up already. I have not slept... I don't know if I want to.
Let me recap the previous night's events. At roughly half past seven last night, I left the house. At roughly half past six this morning, I got home. In between... well... I drove to a friend's house; drove to the Podium; ate at Burgoo; bummed in Starbucks; drove to another friend's place; watched Jean-Luc Godard's Contempt, wondered what the point of it was; watched Stanley Kubrick's The Shining, drove my friend back home; drove home.
Okay, I admit that I am not very articulate at the moment. I have, in my defense, however, the fact that I did not get any sleep last night. It is too early on a Sunday morning to be up now, let alone attempt to write well. I think now I do know what I want to do... EAT!