dark 3 November 2009
Well, me amis, it was dark when I woke up. And just to soften a curiosity I looked at the time – 4.12am…so, back to the stupid sleeping regime, then. Ah, well. I think I may in fact have dozed into a half-sleep state for a further hour but then I just lay there, eyes closed, pretending the worst hadn’t happened and eventually got up a tad earlier than I had intended to. Thing is, I didn’t feel too bad on it and didn’t let myself get depressed or uptight about it (or crazed, frankly, like you all know sometimes happens) – it just was what it was – and I was grand all day and enjoyed my day’s work and even got some (fairly decent) writing done just now. All is ‘well’, so far. I am tired enough to have a good stretch of sleep tonight (I hope) and if not sure we’ll deal with it tomorrow – worse things in life, eh?
But I so will be waking some of you with a blogrant if stupid-o’clock happens in the next few hours…
I am spottier than a very spotty woman, by the by = not GREAT.
There is a full moon out there in the clear Manchester sky – can I blame it, at all, for EVERYthing? let me know…
