I seem to have my sleep cycles back to front at the moment, but to be honest, I’m just trying to get through the days.
Today was a startling spring day in the Cowichan Valley. I say startling because when I came into the office in mid-morning, the light was blaring through the window. Most of my pictures were overexposed.
I used to be in touch with the ocean climate and the various atmosphere-ocean oscillations that governed freaks of nature like today. I lost touch with that world because it hurt too much to recall my self-perceived failure in the academic arena. Over time, I notice that attitude softening in myself, and the desire to look again into a world that once fascinated me returning.
Desires aside, it is not yet possible to bargain with the days to find enough energy to do so. Once again, it’s time to rest.