Late Night Surfing

Sometimes, late at night, I fall in love with the glowing screen of my laptop. I'll start plunking away on the keyboard. Searching out the possibilities of things: recipes I might try, foreign countries I might travel to, jobs I might take. 

It's that that euphoric sense of new love with tangled sheets, late night conversations, the sleep deprivation that somehow feels OK the morning after. But it's just me in the bed. Searching out the possibilities of something else that I might know or become. New stories I might have to tell.