October 20, 2006

Bits

Evening rolls in earlier this time of year, and walking home down darkened streets, I am attracted to light like a moth is.

The uncanny is the flipside of reason, all that which refuses to be contained within knowledge, and so, consequently, if new learning serves to bring about further bewilderment, the Enlightenment would have been a most perplexing period indeed.

I never expected to discover myself like this, still in bed half-way through a Friday morning, with you seven hours ahead of me indefinitely, part-way around the world.