1st Journal 2010-04-21 TRANSCRIPT: on Scribd Intro: It’s 3:49 am, and I’ve been up since 2:30. I won’t say it’s totally due to adjusting to sleep without some Internet lecture or another playing, as it’s more than that, too. It’s part of the freedom of one retired or disabled to do what they will when they will, when they choose. It’s also part of not being slave to the clock. When we have to, we have to, and that’s good. Making a living, raising children, making appointments, and such, do militate time, to a certain extent. We do what we must, what makes sense, and what works. Nothing wrong with that. It’s so nice to be free, though, to throw all that over, and just be. To not follow clock, to not care a lick what it says, what it means, for it doesn’t mean anything, really. The sun seeming to rise and to set, now that has some meaning. Our clocks? Not a bit...