4:37 am

             4:37 am

Drawn-out train whistle
    pulls me rudely from a dream. 
Second punctures hope of returning. 
Third
    farther away
    echoes mockingly.

Some Saturday thoughts

I’m by nature a morning person who enjoys being up early.  But there are days, such as this morning, when I wish I could lie in bed for a time, that I could wake up, stretch, roll over and go back to sleep.  Just until 7am.  Is that asking too much?

 Evidently so.  Once my eyes open, my brain seem to think that license enough to begin racing around—the latest praise song for church, what I need/want to do today, how many people visited my blog last night and so forth.  I’m doomed and get up not much later.

All a’twitter

The road goes ever on and on

The perfect quote for a road trip of two 13+ hour days of driving:

The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.