the little clock in the corner of the screen says 3:14 so i know it must be late. or early. and once again i can't sleep. i can hear seven snoring from the other room. not as loudly as my old man used to snore, but pretty impressive for a seven-year-old nonetheless. due to the warm temps, the living room window is slightly ajar so i can hear the noise from street level. a gaggle of hasidim just strolled by on their way home from synagogue. heck, even the hasidim enjoy a better social life that i do. meanwhile, the automatic air freshener that sits on the bookcase to the right of the tv stand keeps blasting a trail of jasmine (or is it hyacinth?) into the ether. is it really necessary that my living space smell like the ladies' room at the four seasons? not that i would know, but i can imagine. just like i can imagine downing another buttered bagel from the tim hortons across the street. that bagel was my first taste of solid food in three days and it was good. damn good. i suppose it's true that you never really learn to appreciate something (or someone) until you're forced to live without it for awhile. elsewhere, i think the family and i will head down to high park once the sun rises. maybe even take in the zoo. ok, so it's the worst zoo known to mankind but at least it's free. and the animals don't seem to mind the company. whenever i visit, the furry things on display always seem so surprised that anyone would actually take the time to come out and tour such a crappy zoo. in fact, the last time i was there i could have sworn that one of the sheep even mouthed the words "thank you and please come again" as i was leaving. funny sheep.
"what the day giveth, the night taketh away." - anonymous
this should do the trick: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oOHQs405XcU
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