Waking with the dawn

Sometimes I can’t sleep. Maybe this has gone on for years.

He and I share one thing. We hate being inside. Tonight I went outside with the new computer and tinkered. It feels good.

The sounds of the country waking up sooth me almost as much as the ocean. Truth. Maybe more. The feeling of the keyboard oddly is also soothing. Something I can command.

It’s nearing time I need to nap before work. I wish I did not need to work. I would float through what I feel right now and make something that would help people. Would it get me paid? Probably not. SO to work I go.

There is truth in these hills. 50K people here once seeking fortune. I assume much disappointment and a whole lot of grit. The grit remains.

As I grapple with how to be the best participant in this new place that I have embraced, I struggle a bit.

At the same time, the quiet – I forget the word – not fortifies…. more like the ramparts placed to protect from war.

Going to take a nap. Have 3 hours before i have to be a professional.