What bliss the lazy alert state that takes us over as we wake, unalarmed. \u00a0Only to evaporate the moment we get off our bed. Or mat or floor.\u00a0 When past and future merge in undirected flow. And memories intertwine with plans \u2013 all the more delightful for being mere imaginings: simply to muse, amuse and lightly set aside. The unreal time of day that we know will abruptly end, refusing indefinitely to extend.<\/p>\n
And if someone lies beside \u2013 whether awake, asleep or in-between \u2013 the state is made replete. Or even rendered foul. Regular mate or brand-new being, the influence is sometimes strong. Or none at all. To touch or not, be untouched or remain unnoticed \u2013not enough of consequence. Differing from day to day, person to person. Maybe at times to wish that one were alone, this strange and sublime time.<\/p>\n
A joy robbed by the conditioned drive to reach for the device near. The sleepless creature ready as ever \u2013 unbidden, to pounce.<\/p>\n
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What bliss the lazy alert state that takes us over as we wake, unalarmed. \u00a0Only to evaporate the moment we get off our bed. Or mat or floor.\u00a0 When past and future merge in undirected flow. And memories intertwine with plans \u2013 all the more delightful for being mere imaginings: simply to muse, amuse and lightly set aside. The unreal time of day that we know will abruptly end, refusing indefinitely to extend. And if someone lies beside \u2013 whether awake, asleep or in-between \u2013 the state is made replete. Or even rendered foul. Regular mate or brand-new being, the influence is sometimes strong. Or none at all. To touch or not, be untouched or remain unnoticed \u2013not enough of consequence. Differing from day to day, person to person. Maybe at times to wish that one were alone, this strange and sublime time. A joy robbed by the conditioned drive to reach for the device near. The sleepless creature ready as ever \u2013 unbidden, to pounce. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":699,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-697","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.being.lk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/697","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.being.lk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.being.lk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.being.lk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.being.lk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=697"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.being.lk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/697\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":700,"href":"https:\/\/www.being.lk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/697\/revisions\/700"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.being.lk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/699"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.being.lk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=697"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.being.lk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=697"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.being.lk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=697"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}