power overwhelming
I went to bed early last night so I could wake early, gear up, and ride the motorcycle to work. Unfortunately I passed out before setting my alarm, and slept an impossibly orgasmic nine hours. Sleeping well and waking early makes me crackle with energy by noon; I just hate that I'm stuck at work when I'm feeling this productive and creative. My brain is crowded with all these awesome ideas and inspirations. Well, at least I have a weekend to look forward to. There's an exhibit at the Asian art museum in SF that looks interesting, plus I'll have my rear planted firmly on the bike's seat, as long as it doesn't rain. And maybe if it does.