Usually I write this odd missive after I get done brainstorming in the morning. Lately, there hasn’t been any brainstorm, rather, a long list of things to get done through the day. I think missing that normal schedule throws my internal clock off a bit.
The Mrs. thinks I really spend lots of time on these, of which I do let her know that I am usually several days ahead and robot post. As I look upon the beautiful sunset of the Rocky Mountains, one gets a sense of the grandeur and wonderment of creation and I try to imagine a time-lapse animation of what the world looked like over the past few billion years. It is a wonderful treat to be able to see the contrast between the relatively new mountains of Asian and Europe and the old ones in N and South America. It appears whatever their age, mountains are simply majestic.
I wish there was something to write about, but at this hour, my brain has shut down. The mind wants to work and create, bit after a long day; it needs some rest to recharge the human battery. I guess it is like 25 or 26 days of straight working…I don’t want to say it makes me dull, but mentally it has been a drain where one has to simply push through the stuff of the day and get to the next while hoping that a few breaks come ones way.
What I do realize is that writing at night like this is rather dull yet, I just turned to my left and the most amazing cloud is forming and growing before my eyes. I think I will look at that and smile as it does a sort of dance in the sky.
Goodnight. While this will post in the late morning, I think the brainstorm café will close before noon each day…forcing writing at night like this, simply is not what the idea is about.