Up all Night

I have a picture of a guy in a stone carving somewhere in Spain holding up time.....

I was like that stone-carved guy last night, watching the clock on the post office outside my office window.

I haven't been up all night long for a long time, but I had a big thing to finish last night and in the middle of the finishing it my brain did a huge switch.

I had to turn my argument upside down and  I think it's going to work.

“This is the true joy of life-the being used up for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; being a force of a nature instead of a feverish, selfish little clot of ailments and grievances, complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy.”     George Bernard Shaw