The day after

Sometimes I spend so much time and energy focusing on one day and one effort that everything fades out. I do savour every moment of that day as it passes me by and nothing seems sweeter. But the day after, I am spent. My mind and body seem to just slow down, still reliving the hours of yesterday. Somehow this just seems right. I wish there was some other way to record those minutes, I would do it. At some time in my life, I hope to be able to hire a photographer to follow me around to record these precious memories. Maybe.