The Morning Breeze

In my old age, I often choose to get out of bed at 1:00 or 2:00 in the morning and go to the computer to write a letter or an email to an old friend. Sometimes, while my fingers are pecking away on the computer keyboard, I begin to think about life. Specifically, to think about the meaning of it. I get a real kick out of thinking about things like the meaning of life. And it buoys me up when my fingers want to write about it; knowing that I am keeping tabs on the deep mysteries and the unknowable. The early morning hours are a good time to posts some of the more interesting thoughts to my blog, too :-)