I remember those times. Couldn't survive those nights now, I suppose.
sure would love to have that energy back ... :)
The energy was well-spent, and applied to experience. It is what we remember of education --what we were capable of-- and has remained in the sturdiest parts of us, our thoughts.
"... the sturdiest parts of us, our thoughts." It seems so. Thank you.
I was an early study kind of fellow. Preferred late evenings to be for play. Still I remember studying all night memorizing some long Latin passages, parts of which I randomly and occasionally remember.
I liked the quiet energy late at night and would often stay up til wee hours of the morning til I made myself go to bed for a few hours, I sorta miss that. :)
How I remember those late hours, little sleep, click clack of the typewriter keys, panic and proof I could get the job done in the end. Pulled an all-nighter a few weeks ago. Old age as opposed to last minute creativity. Still recuperating. Loved Back to Back.
I've had a few sleepless nights myself, and not due to creativity. Thanks, Penny. :)
Oh, yes. That photo and those well-chosen words. Mmmm-hmm.
Emily! It's so nice to see you here ... I trust you and your little man are enjoying spring. Thank you for the comment. :)
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