It's about 3:45 and I just can't seem to sleep. I've been restless the last few days although I'm not sure why. Even now as I lay here in bed blogging from my I feel unsettled. It's almost as though I've left something undone but I can't quite remember. Time seems to just slip past me again and the moments feel fleeting.
I have an overwhelming desire to go to the sea. Perhaps the weather here is just getting to me. So much left undone... and yet the thought of the warm ocean air and the sound of the waves crashing on the shore seems to excuse all responsibility. It's a pity that we spend most of our lives locked away from desires. At the end of our lives we will look back on the small handful of moments we truly enjoy and wonder why they number so few.
