Life takes on a neat simplicity, too. Time ceases to have any meaning. When it is dark, you go to bed, and when it is light again you get up, and everything in between is just in between. It’s quite wonderful, really.
Reminds me of my time in the Shenandoah Valley. When it was dark, I slept. When it was light, I woke up. Some of the best sleep of my life.
