Another case of "Midnightitis" for me. Can't quite find the sweet spot, sleepwise, so I got up. The boys are snoozing, though both have colds. I think I'm getting their cold, too -- can feel it in my lungs a bit, being irksome.
The blizzard is here! It started snowing around 9:00 this evening, and is in full swing. I can hear city plows on the street. If it keeps coming down the way it is now, we'll really be hit. We'll see. I'm ever the empiricist on these things. But the wind keeps howling, and the snow keeps falling.
My brain has been more active than usual, creatively; the ideas just keep rolling in, and I'm trying to keep track of them, trying to be organized. Doesn't come naturally to me, but I suppose I have my own system.
The ghost I don't believe in has been extra-thumpy this evening. An out-and-out thump in the dining room, and a shuffle in the living room. Frickin' Thumper, up to her usual hijinks.
It's 2011, People. I remember as a kid, thinking about the Year 2000, thinking "Wow, I'll be 30 then. That's so old! What'll the world be like then?" Now it's 2011, and 2000 is a distant memory. Funny. For me, the 90s are still fairly close to me, although I rationally understand that they are Ancient History(tm) these days. Back in the 00s, It would periodically startle me to reflect that 1995 was a long time ago; nowadays, I understand that it really is, but it still doesn't seem so far away. And the 80s might as well be even another dimension -- I'm not one for nostalgia, and I really am not, but how different that time was from today.
I am weirdly happier these days than I've ever been in my life. With Exene in my world, I was actually lonely, as odd as that might sound. You can be really lonely even when you are living with someone, depending on that someone. And I was. For most of my life, I was (given how early we married). Which is ironic from my perspective, because I married her because I didn't want to be alone (it was a consideration for me in my naive youth). I did that, and ended up incredibly lonely over time. Ah, the Cosmos, the great trickster, the games it plays, the laughs it enjoys at our expense. I'm not lonely now; I'm happy. Maybe not as happy as I could be, but far happier than I was, and that makes all the difference.
Anyway, I'm peaceful and reflective at the moment. Can't sleep for the howling of the wind, but at peace, all the same.
