it's raining, it's pouring.

and i'm the old man who feels like snoring. honestly, one thing i am a lacking at the moment is a nice 8 hour session in dreamland. i seem to be tossing/turning my way into an insomniac of late. is it that there's so much to think about? or is my mind just too busy for a leisure activity as leisurely as resting?

it's not for lack of darkness. the pigeon coop apartment is very suited for slumbers. but perhaps that's part of the problem. i love basking in sunlight, and in the night light of street lamps and sky. and, of course, soon, i'll move to brighter climes, and we'll see if sleep eludes me then.

it's hard to believe that it's already november, the quick prelude to the holiday season - the trailer before the big christmas blockbuster. november always feels like a bit of an afterthought, or rather, a before-thought. at any rate, it never really gets the attention it deserves. and obviously i can't remedy that for the entire universe, but i shall make an effort to really savor this month.

which i don't think will be a problem, considering.