The cold night means the day was clear, which out of the city means stars. Hundreds of millions of stars. I felt like I could see every star in the universe. Then I remembered we can't see most of the universe. Then I remembered that in the city at night, you can't see any of the universe. The sky is only ever sort of dark, and you never see a star.
I fell asleep in my tent at Admair Point with quiet in my ears. It was a joy.
Are you getting enough sleep? Almost certainly not:
It's not just work that's doing it to us, though. We're doing it to ourselves:
We're doing it to our kids. We are killing ourselves with our conventions. Let's stop doing that. Think of a world where we all went to bed when it got dark and got up again when the sun did. I'd like to live in such a world. Would you? Let's rage against the 9 to 5. Good night.