now I see bees I won
..When the day turns into night, and you're way beyond my sight, I think of you, I think of you. When the night turns into day, and you are still far away, I think of you, I think of you. Even when I am not here, we still can be so very near. I want you to know my dear, I think of you....one cannot properly describe human life unless one bathes it in the sleep into which it plunges night after night and which sweeps round it as a promontory is encircled by the sea..Indeed, what one has meant to do during the day it turns out, sleep intervening, that one accomplishes only in one's dreams, that is to say after it has been diverted by drowsiness into following a different path from that which one would have chosen when awake. the same story branches off and has a different ending. When all is said, the world in which we live when we are asleep is so different that people who have difficulty in going to sleep seek first of all the escape from the waking world.
