cold inside, hot outside.. such is life with old people.. slipping away into a dark void can be quite exciting..if only it weren't sooo subfusc. I seriously need.. something. Physically I'm held back (stupid ankle!) mentally im stuck.. maybe I need clearance for take off? Enough of that.. as encore says, "I'm walking in the sky, heaven's holding hands with me... I'm happy just to be".. I'd rather fly through the sky.. walking.. hmm only good for when i'm in a reflective mood.. often that's more of a melancholic melee than a liberating "aha", unless i take off the gloves .. It's such an odd time of the day.. I'm not getting enough sleep.