Monday, November 07, 2005

no, not insomnia. wrong door.

I could not sleep last night. I sat for a good part of the night looking out the loft window and watching the night fade away. The sky in the morning always appears to take on color and light quite suddenly. One minute there is only darkness, the next – pink clouds are everywhere.

Madison Nov 05

This nocturnal sky-watching caused me to be slow at most everything today. My poor adorable Torts section had to listen to two personal stories before I could rev up the engine and get enthusiastic about the topic at hand. (They are sworn to secrecy on one of the stories. Don’t tell! Don’t tell!)

Luckily, someone brought chocolate cookies to class. (We have a blogger with a camera in her cell and she has been capturing our class food moments.) Honestly, have I commented before about the utter saintliness of this group?

I’m getting off topic. I wanted to simply post this one nagging thought that I had today: do we know of anyone who has ever resolved any complicated issue between the hours of 3 and 6 a.m.? Invented anything? Composed great music? Painted something credible? Written anything wise? Said something wonderful?

I was driving this afternoon along Regent Street. I needed to turn left onto Park Street. It was 3:30p.m. There is a sign there that says “no left turns between 3 and 6p.m.” Inevitably there will be a car waiting to turn during those hours anyway. As if they didn’t get it. No left turns, you jackass! There’s a reason for that sign! Move on, you fool!

I think there should be a sign in our brains that says “no great thoughts between 3 and 6a.m.” And, unlike the Regent Street sign, this one should not be ignored.