Son#2 remarked recently (was it only this morning?) that he couldn't understand how anyone could lie awake for hours in the middle of the night and not sleep.
Perhaps, now, after having heard the New Zealand Symphony Orchestra tonight he'll understand.
To say that the concert was magnificent would be an understatement. Under the direction of Danail Rachev the music seemed to enter our very souls and linked us with humanity across the ages while at the same time, gave us a glimpse into eternity. It lifted us up out of our cares and immediate world and transported us some place else - some place that we were very reluctant to return from.
At the moment, sleep is the last thing on my mind - and I wouldn't be surprised if it's the last thing on Son#2's mind. If he's anything like me, he'll just want to savour the sensation - the magic - for a little while longer (even if that sensation is now only a memory) and not let sleep rob him of that.
As Johann Sebastian Bach said, "Music is an agreeable harmony for the honour of God and the permissible delights of the soul."
I couldn't have said it half as well.