Lessons from Taurus #9

It's after two in the morning here. I'm not sleeping. I woke to the constant sound of surf coming in and out off the shore and these words in my head:

it was good
then it was not
then it was worse
then it was darkness
then it was better
that was good
now is now

and something will be next
...

Perhaps getting them out of my head will help me sleep. What strange dreams I must be having. I don't remember them at all.