quality, not quantity

A couple of nights ago I had a mean bout of insomnia. Only got a few hours sleep. Put a damper on the rest of the day. Wasn’t able to concentrate or get anything done. Last night I also only got a few hours sleep, but I gotta tell ya. It’s all about quality. I slept like a dead baby log. And today I’m feeling positively genius.

Hearing that Bush lost for a change has certainly helped my spirits today.

Yessir, it’s all about quality. A certain ineffable, immeasurable thing you can’t put your finger on that makes even a gray autumn morning look like the start of something new.

Jesus. All this happy stuff is starting to really debunk my m.o. of Bitter Little Buddhist. Quick. Someone cut me off in traffic or something.