to most you say a day 24 hours and it is that simple 24 perfect little steps to lead the way and guide humanity through an astronomical phenomenon day and night
to me a day is not 24 hours nor is it 1440 minutes not even 86400 seconds i watch the milliseconds the femtoseconds speed by faster than the photons that drive the herd inhabiting this pale blue dot
how could they sleep through the darkest moment of night when the cool that you thought couldn't be on that cornflower blue summer day lazily flows across your face and you feel the longing that the fingernail moon must carry for the sun.
how could they appreciate every single exact color as the sky brightens lilacs running like chariots from the sun still submerged give way to effervescent pastel pinks like a gift for every baby girl born that moment until finally the sun pushes its way out of the grasp of the horizon and bursts like a blonde from a cake bathing the world in its mourning song for the moon who always slips just out of his grasp.
i have been up for 36 hours. what is sleep? i do not want it. the world is so amazingly beautiful.