Right now, I'm sitting at my desk. Not because I have to. Not because I was asked. There are a few reasons.

Two of which are simple.

A. I work better at night, alone, and uninterrupted.
B. There is much to be done, and if I'm the man for the job, for this season, I'll prove it.

God is so kind to have given me this time and opportunity. I have nothing apart from Him.
God is so kind to have given me his Spirit and grace. I am nothing apart from Him.

It's nice to listen to music in the dead of night. I feel a sense of exhilaration. I love that it's cold at night. It makes listening to certain songs, or bands, or hums so much more of that realness I felt before the war took my heart and seared it in heat and angst. The cooling of the hemisphere melts my heart again.

It's a slow reconditioning, but a big one. Awake.