sleep, i should be sleeping, i should be sonombulating, or whatever that may be, ultimate, so fun, so good, still, and the energy continues, and history returns, rears its head, and is made available, and i look to the future, and wonder, oneider, what is she doing right now? where is she at? and then another bolt from the past, and i hear from her, and then that fades, ebbs and flows, and technology is great, sweet, and sickly, but things need to be finished and done, and, well, it'll be all made good