the hardest thing about life sometimes is getting to bed on time. then you dont sleep properly, toss and turn and such, and the whole next morning and day is screwed up. before some people go to sleep they think about their day and how to improve tomorrow. i try that sometimes, but it gets to depressing to think about all the lost time and opportunity to have lived life better. oh well, i guess the point is to make the next day more full of life and meaning and goodness and truth and such.
i wish i had a picture to post.