I often think the most important work
goes on at night
when I cease.
the sorting, organizing and repacking
That’s it exactly.
You’ve described the last 4 years for me. I go to bed with my head in a swirl, a big mess, and I look forward to waking up and seeing what the salient thought is. It’s a clue to what I’m really thinking.
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