Daylight around gives me a sense of ample time.

Time that's not constrained - not running out, unlike how it feels even when night is propelling as fast as aphotic swirls of milk in crisp coffee - as much as I try to capture the moment of purl, the faster it ceases the blend.. essentially creating a sense of futility as it elapses in stall.

I have a good amount of daylight around my repose today. I can do with a faster night tonight :-)