Hour Tide

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Unwinding to the sound of the fan in my computer. The tapping of keys. Further out, the highway -- whispery sounds from there. My neck is kind of tight, but is slowly unkinking. Took my contacts out and cleaned them. My eyes feel a little worn. The sandcastle that caffeine built is sinking down to sleep, smoothed by a tide of hours.

I came back a while ago, from seeing a movie with Kelli. It was nice to be with her -- chatting before the show, holding hands in the dark. We saw X-Men 2, which was cool and fun. During the drive back, I glimpsed a band of clouds glowing against the dark sky. The night is cool...but gentle.

And oh so quiet, now.

I'm rolling my head from side to side, stretching out my neck. Eye-lids heavier than before. Thinking of tomorrow, and the rest of the weekend.

I hope things are sunny, bright. The hours, long.

Unwound.

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