all nighters

picturing time like silly putty, stretching until snap and how that breaking point varies by person and situation.

Don’t know why that’s the image accompanimg my desire for looooong stretches of quiet solitude. Maybe it’s the smoothness. Blank slate that blank slates.

I am feeling all kinds of ways, including, unfortunately, tired. I just want 6-8 hours of pure, focused, self directed, uninterrupted time. Why? I already have more alone time than most folks, at least of my age and situation.

Right now, what I want to say is not public suitable.

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