Friday, March 15, 2013

... what a circus!

Nothing to report so far this morning. 

I slept in. That is, if laziness and wakeful dreaming can be called sleep. I drank a coffee and it was time to start working. 

I am ready for another mountain trek. It is time to hike a peak, to experience a mostly unhindered view; winded, with modest accomplishment beneath. 

"We're all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn't. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing." - Bukowski