Eleven hours; that's how long I slept last night. I got up slowly, did some Tae Kwon Do and various chores, went to the grocery store and studied some kanji in anticipation of my upcoming return to Fukunari-sensei. I watched some videos of Lynn Harrell and thought of how his sound seems to be the only thing awake in the world. Certainly my past twenty-four hours doesn't compete. Something towards which to aspire.