As I look out the window I see blackness.
For you see it is night.
Meaning therefore, yet another day has passed. Yet another.
They pass so quickly don't they?
But to the little ones, of an age so young they do not fully have control of their motor-senses, these days are long and full of time.
Wonders!
But it really makes you wonder why doesn't it?
We are just biding time before the blackness stops along with everything else.
What's the bleeding point then?
Buggered if I know.