Feb 18, 2008 23:05
After a heated game of Chess with Antonio (he was pressuring me the entire time but I kept fighting back until I could no longer do so and lost), five of us go up to see the sunrise. The clouds block it, and we spend 15 minutes trying to figure out why it has yet to rise. “Make it happen, Tony!” says one. (Antonio always says that he’s going to “make it happen”, whatever he’s doing.) We eventually figure out that it’s just behind a bunch of clouds and claim our disappointment that we’ve been waiting awake all night just to see this sunrise and are unable! Regardless, by this time, we all become giddy with exhaustion, and whether or not we would see the sunrise, I think it’s always going to be a good time.
It’s 4:00AM, I haven’t slept yet. I watched the Moon Set tonight. Wrote a Poem. One that I feel is good. I will ask Gregory Orr, the Poet-Professor. I played a game of Monopoly tonight. I don’t know what else. Is to be without attachment to be lonely? I don’t think this is the case. To be lonely, one must be attached to that which is missing which causes the feelings of loneliness. I don’t feel attached to anything, yet I don’t feel lonely. It’s technically Day 27. I think that I might sleep. Why not? I always feel the most free after having not slept in some time. I always do what could be the strangest things I’ve done after having not slept in some time.