Have you noticed time getting away from you?

It's four o'clock, again, four in the afternoon, time for a cup of coffee.  The coffee again.  I am always making coffee, it is always this time, four, then it will be head on the pillow time again.  It is always all the times.  It is always the coffee, the driving the same routes, the progress by inches in making the redundancies go away and the chronology as solid as possible.  No balance or sanity is possible until it is done.  What gets sacrificed for a big attempt, a large effort, made out of the darkness, not in the middle of a seminar, one consisting of watching words on a screen for thousands of hours, if not balance