I don't have anything to say, nothing profound, at least. The muse body slams me when I'm already in bed and picking away at my phone with burning eyes only sometimes. Bible Study in Spanish and corporate finance exams and office chatter are about two hundred times harder in Spanish. My tongue stopped rolling sometime around 4:30, I decided on behalf of everyone not to care. The medium and the message went their separate ways, and I'm hoping that a few hours of lying quietly on a mattress will enjoin them once more. Here's to today and the next three until I visit somewhere that affords some more bandwidth for perceiving and processing this place.