There are other earths and skies than these

Awake all night again. My body refuses to leave Seattle time. Normally I adapt in 2 days.

I think it's because this time I cannot forget the broader currents of my life. I think about it all -- how to set up & light my office, structure my days, tackle my projects, lay foundations, plan my course.

A baby is squalling, a street-grinder is whining, a bus's brakes squeal as it stops outside the internet cafe's open door, and the techno beat drives. "Uhh- tigguh-zoop-tigguh-Rolling. Uhh- tigguh-zoop-tigguh-Rolling. Uhh- tigguh-zoop-tigguh-Rolling. Uhh- tigguh-zoop-tigguh-Rolling. Uhh- tigguh-zoop-tigguh-Rolling."

I have been awake 32 hours.

They ask me why I live in the green mountains.
I smile and don't reply; my heart's at ease.
Peach blossoms flow downstream, leaving no trace --
And there are other earths and skies than these.

-- Li Po