Who knows, maybe I'll go native, ditch the watch altogether, and set my (internal) clock by the sun. It's how I tell time on my motorcycle anyway.
"Out of touch with the weather and the wind direction
The sunrise and the phases of the moon"
I spent all today with Becca, helping her move and then sampling mattresses. She can make me forget that I feel like I haven't slept in a week. In her words (and Martha Stewart's, ugh), "It's a good thing."
Oops, sorry. It's whom knows.