Getting by on 6 hours of sleep in the last 2 days is not doing me any favors. I think the last time I did this was when I was in college cramming for finals. I have no excuse now for why I can't sleep.
Now, let me take you on a tour of the thoughts that are running through my head at the moment. It's like a running stream of consciousness or perhaps like listening to music played backwards. It either makes no sense or sounds like the devil is trying to tell you something.
So, I've had the song--525,600 minutes--playing in my head for the past week, ever since previews for Rent started. It's great to sing in the bath where you can pretend you're an amazing Broadway singer, however, I can't really do it justice at 4AM while E7 is sleeping and I'm trying to hypnotize myself back into an REM cycle.
But maybe 4AM is the perfect time to get philosophical...Just how do you measure a year in the life?
Seasons Of Love
525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments so dear.
525,600 minutes - how do you measure, measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee.
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife.
In 525,600 minutes - how do you measure a year in the life?
How about love? How about love? How about love? Measure in love.
Seasons of love.
525,600 minutes! 525,000 journeys to plan.
525,600 minutes - how can you measure the life of a woman or man?
In truths that she learned, or in times that he cried.
In bridges he burned, or the way that she died.
It's time now to sing out, tho the story never ends
let's celebrate remember a year in the life of friends.
Rememberthe love! Remember the love! Remember the love! Measure in love.
Seasons of love! Seasons of love.