Tell Me We're Not Just Energy

Yes, I noticed that all of a sudden it was 3 AM.

So I stepped outside to have a smoke and ponder

the next stage of my drawing. Having closed the

front door, and lighted my cigarette, taking that

first drag, I felt an intense compulsion to explain

myself. “Working,” I said out loud to my self

consciousness. “We’re getting things done.

Nothing to do tomorrow, let’s get it done now.

3 AM, working hard. That’s just how we get it

done.” I was convinced, after half a smoke,

turning to our poorly curtained window, and

there she was, walking back up the stairs.