On the way out of the lab last night I was kvetching about how I was too busy to be shooting my project just then. "I'd much rather shoot tomorrow," I complained, "but life's happening now so I have to be there." Laylat al-Qadr is kind of the holiest night of the year. So holy, in fact, that some Muslims decide to stay in the mosque all night. Others stay all week. So basically, I had to be there.
The sun is up. I haven't slept. And I'm glad I went.
If I'd stayed home and slept, all this would have happened anyway. It's funny all the things that happen in the world that we sleep through.