i've been trying my darnedest to get back to bed, but my internals wake me at 3:52 and again at 5:37. someday, i'll find the significance & beauty behind those eight minutes my biotime steals from me, but for now, i need something to count.
maybe ipod track plays. three songs have been swirling on my queens blvd commute the past month:
new order - your silent face
duncan sheik - i wouldn't mind
inxs - don't change