It’s about the rhythm, I think. Slower, uncluttered. I always feel as if I’m breathing easier, thinking more clearly. All the things that didn’t make sense, didn’t want to lend themselves to clarity become readable, reachable, sensible. “After the sun sets”, I tell everybody, “I’m at my best after the sun sets”. More focused, funnier (well, I think so), more sure of myself… I’m a total wreck before 10 a.m., functional at 12, revving up after 1, but as the old song goes…
