The only good thing about not sleeping all night is being able to sit in my garden with a tea and hear the birds wake up. If it was warm and sunny you could even call it perfect! Alas it’s cloudy and cold and the ground is damp from dew. But you can smell the earth, everything waking up from its slumber or crawling back to its bed after hunting all night. Maybe if I was a nocturnal animal I would be a bit more optimistic about the day time sleeping yet I haven’t been hunting or done anything productive except stare at the ceiling.
I would like to think I will be productive today but unfortunately I can’t see that happening. Come 10 am I will probably be a sweaty mess curled up in my duvet and dressing gown dropping in and out of consciousness, but until then I can just enjoy the birds song. Blessed be.
Anarchy & Anxiety 