I want to stay up all night

You know how there are holidays and days off, devoted to different things, like the founding of our nation and the remembrance of veterans?

I wish tomorrow was one of them.

I have so much to read and I can't keep up. I have piles - today's New York Times, barely touched; magazines, some from last month; library books... It's unlike me to be so neglectful in this way.

But I did crack open this Ikkyu book today. Ikkyu was a 15th century Zen master and writer of then-scandalous poems. Example: "don't hesitate get laid that's wisdom / sit around and meditate, what crap"

This one's less scandalous but I like it: "I love bamboo how it looks / and because men carve it into flutes"

I once wrote a bamboo poem. I was going to add it here but can't remember it exactly. So I got up to try to find it and realize I need another holiday/day off to devote to organizing my dozens of notebooks. Which one contains the bamboo thing? Aargh.

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There was a man who used to come into the record store where I worked in Ann Arbor and one day he said to me, "I'll know winter is over by the change in your clothing."