As the early summer sputters between clear-skied hot nights and the final grips of spring cast in grey shades of overcast, I settle into the routine of open windows and short-sleeved shirts in an all-too-brief impermanence, in an anxious need to soak in every last moment. It was another very busy evening as I juggled three projects at once in my leisure time, spiked not surprisingly by some intense moments of insomnia.