found time

There is a certain thrill when noticing that although it is dark out, it is actually only 9pm. The pleasure of losing light in late August!

I enter my home and it takes a few seconds to acknowledge the culprit responsible for the stripes on my walls. Street lamp light barges in past my window blinds. Whoa, it must be late. The stove clock reports 9pm. I have a whole hour before bedtime. Woohoo!