i can relate to joseph torra's post about parenting. but i've always been a bit of a homebody, so i didn't, and don't, go to a lot of shows. i spent my 20s and early 30s working at jobs where i had lots of time to read and learn to write. that time was magic, but is unrepeatable. unlike torra i don't feel i'm missing out on stuff because, at the age of 38 and being a new dad, i feel i'm just starting, and am now learning again to write. my reading has slowed down a bit, since i have to put the book or journal or computer down when nicholas is opening up cabinets or climbing on the furniture, but i've become like an old jazzman re: reading / writing at night, when everyone is in bed and sleeping.

there are night sounds, cars dopplering in the distance, the sound of wind, the chirr of the police helicopter on its patrols. they are lonely sounds, something about a car in the middle distance late night or early morning to underscore that distance. but i like the sound in the knowledge that life, even when it appears everything is dead, is abundant. and like torra about being a parent, i wouldn't change a damned thing.