Fade into Morning

Still dark -- though the day has opened out already. Right here, right now (in the sub-aquatic monitor glow) my pc's fans are humming to themselves. That whispery sound blends with the ghosts of dawn traffic. The scent of coffee is another shadow on the air.

And my typing seems overly loud.

With eyes tired and gritty, and a body yearning to get horizontal, I'm spending some clicks of the clock, here.

No real reason.

Just fading into the day.