insomnia

b and i didn't really sleep well last night, we both were up a lot, me wishing for more sleep and him wishing for more juice and pretzels. getting up for good at about 4 is pleasant sometimes. today was close to that, i'm not doing the stage race this weekend so that made the day a bit less stressful. the octopus light was reflecting off last night's snow with an eerie glow that begged for long trip in to work to appreciate it. all eight arms painted the sky and the trees and the mountains his favorite shade of indigo for this week. the wet roads only gave the sky a better shade of early morning blue. good stuff in the ears to block out the wind, the ride was stellar. i wonder if the octopus looks to the stars and the constellations for inspiration? does he see orion's belt and go for a different shade of blue or seeing ursa major motivates a darker indigo. does dinner affect the outcome, what does he eat? i would imagine the octopus enjoying a nice seaweed salad with an asian sesame dressing and perhaps a touch of squid, oh wait, that's what i would want. i hear they really don't get along, the octopi and the squid, inferiority complex on the part of the squid. the kicker is they are both pretty similar, except for that weird plastic-like pseudo backbone the squid have. i've never dissected an octopus...too much respect. i'll leave that to the sushi chef. he did a great job on the sky, i hope i wasn't the only one to see it and enjoy what fine work it was.