I’m waking up at 5AM tomorrow.  Or earlier.  I have to, if I’m to see the world and write about it, and be this separatist wine journalist and writer I want be.  Watching my daughter sleep helps at this keyboard, that all-too-seen image of the artist looking at his kids or kid, or picture of, and working faster, maybe frowning a little, music accompany.  My daughter, Emma, has eyes that speak to me like Jack’s didn’t at this age (four weeks, tomorrow).  So, alarm set.  No wine tonight so I should be fine with early rise.

And no ice-cream nightcap.  That’ll keep me up longer than I want.  I do need sleep, just not too much and not too little.

1/11/16