LATE
I hate how often I think its earlier than it actually is. I'll get lost in internetting for a few hours and feel like only a half hour has passed. My sense of time is really weird in how it dilates. I was listening to some minimal percussive/ambient recording I must've done last march or april, probably while playing hooky from work. In the background there is birdsong. I really love how you can hear different songs at different times of day, or how some spots only have a couple ever singing a particular song but only before dawn. When I listen closely now, all I can hear is a highway droning a mile away, some electronic buzzing, and the house creaking in the cold every so often.