days to nights

I forget to see beauty in life. Often busy, just this week I had tests, packing, cleaning, projects; things just pass by without a second glance from me, I miss things that should be appreciated and valued. Words will flow into my head, a second of my attention, I wont remember when it happens I think back, an hour, a day... a week. When I sit with others for a breathe of relaxation I feel I've been away forever nothing they say I remember or relate to.
Sure many understand the dilemma I face, and they'll happpily update me on the changes in my own life; but others not so much. They give me glances like I don't care, when truely I can't keep up. Names, times, anything not vital in the present I don't remember, it comes back to bite me in the future but I can't help it.
But at times like this, as I sit on the couch typing this, I watch; as day turns to night the colors twisting together changing in beauty that leaves me speechless. I listen to karma police a window separating me from the world; so I can look upon it, undisturbed. Bliss can barely describe the true feelings at this moment, its something unable to be put into any words that pass through my mind.