Hong Kong is fifteen hours ahead of the Bay area, and my body-mind are struggling to return to this time. I woke up at six this morning and it was dark. Time to stay tucked, I thought, but six means up, and so, I drug myself from bed, knowing that in Hong Kong six means light, but, of course, this six also means nine at night. So, I am up and showered and with my coffee and I am not feeling so great, and that is okay. I'm reasonably awake. It is odd though to realize that only recent times allowed us to thump across time zones like this. It is amazing how adaptable we are.
I like the following quote. May today be one of dreams, the kind that wake.
"Nothing happens unless first we dream."
- Carl Sandburg