Random thought of the evening: angels love. Yeah, yeah, I know, that's along the lines of "um, duh?" but think about what that means. Angels are pure spirit, they have intellect, but no bodies, which means any motions (i.e. emotions) come from their will. They love, hate, have anger, all without feeling. Emotions have are based in the will. I think this is really cool, and very reassuring at times when I feel nothing, but know that I still love.

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I am sitting in a small white room, listening to Indigo Girls, and waiting for phone calls that I hope will not come. I was reminded today that sleep is actually a very pleasant past time and perhaps ought not to be bartered so easily. It seems that as I become busier, when I need time I can always get up earlier and go to bed later. I mean, what else am I going to do with the time? As long as I can function everything is good. Until you start needing enormous mugs of very strong coffee to get you though the morning...
Its Thursday night - the week went by so quickly. I am still sorting out the events of last week-end, and have not yet gotten to the things of this week, and now I have another week-end looking at me over the head of Friday. I once heard somewhere that there is a theory that the speed of light is slowing down. I hope that is true, I can use all the time I can get a hold of.
Which brings to mind a song that I have always liked "Time in a Bottle." Poor song, its now trying to compete with the Indigo Girls, and is not making much headway. How does it run...? "If I could hold time in a bottle, the first thing that I'd like to do, is save every day til eternity passes away, just to spend it with you..." I think the lyrics are on my door...if they aren't, they should be.
Closing thought: someday (hopefully soon), I am going to learn the art of letter writing. I don't think that its a dead art, its just moved into the underground...