Sunny Sunday

you know the feeling: you’re awake far too early, but your eyes are still closed. your head is throbbing. your bladder is pressing your mouth is dry as cork. you know you should get up to drink some water, but you struggle to motivate your limbs to move. you desperately want to fall asleep again…

day of rest?

thanks to the internet, i didn’t get to bed until after 2, ignoring the fact that leo was coming for breakfast at 8… so i didn’t get much sleep, never my best. and to make the morning even more interesting – remember¬† i was house sitting for 1 night – one of the dogs left…