"When everything else has gone from my brain ... what will be left, I believe, is topology: the dreaming memory of land as it lay this way and that."
Annie Dillard
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Thursday, April 29, 2021
Almost Bedtime
It's almost bedtime here on the second-to-last day of full-time employment. Perhaps I won't have bedtimes in this new life. I'll live so freely that I'll be beyond diurnal schedules.
But I doubt it. I imagine I'll wake up pretty much the same time as I always do. And, truth to tell, I'll be doing much the same sort of things, too — writing, walking, reading.
It might sound boring to many, but oh my, not to me!