Again I am an Early Riser

For some reason, it is now difficult to sleep past about 5:30. So much going on, so many changes. Creative visions fill the mind, and cloud other realities. This is the world in which I am most happy, when creative thoughts outweigh all the mundane ones. Sometimes I wish I could be like other people, going to work, coming home, staring at the idiot box through the evening, and sleeping a third of my life away. But there is always so much to do. And now, at age 56, there is an urgent need to get more done. I most likely have plenty of time left to work on projects, but now they are inventing themselves in my mind exponentially.