We return to our beds day after day to find rest. And in this letting go. emotions not so available before make themselves apparent. The stillness of the body gives way to an inner momentum that fails to translate to actions. We pause maybe out of not knowing what to do or on the contrary with a wisdom that tells us to take a moment. Day turns into night and night into morning, waked hours carry us into dreams. It is not a matter of passage of time but a flow that is inevitable.