Saturday 28 July 2012

Mind mapping, not napping.




I was in a deep sleep. The memory of the dream was lost, with only the rosy glow feeling of being happy and secure in my warm cosy cocoon.  My right foot is burning. Too tired to or can't be bothered focusing on the precise area. Doesn't matter anyway. The left foot has a mirror pain, only less noticeable.  All thoughts of sleep are gone.  I have to get up. It's early twilight, 4:32am. dark. I accept 5 hours sleep. That's a good deal to me. I hobble downstairs and put the kettle on for tea. One of my routine distractions. The kitchen clock makes me suddenly feel alone and without hope. I slump into the computer chair in he extension and boot up the desktop. Check the lottery, next time perhaps.

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