I fell asleep for an hour over the keyboard last night –
between 1.30 and 2.30 in the morning to be precise. When I woke up I was so
disoriented that putting the house to rest and going to bed was a real
struggle. And yet I still managed a quick e-mail to somebody special with whom I
need constantly to touch base. I impressed myself. I don’t do that very often.
I would have told myself how wonderful I was if I’d had the energy. I didn’t,
so I’ll do it now.
‘Jeffrey, you’re really pretty wonderful, you know?’
(Just trying to love myself here, you understand. I’ve heard
it’s good for a person.)
And this morning, merely by way of subscribing to the illusion
that my point is demonstrated, I was pleased to discover that the Lady Shu-Shu (aka the Lady B) had
visited, if only through the medium of cyberspace, at 8.25. I do so wish she’d
bring the little princess to cover my quarry tile floors in cute muddy paw
marks. One day, maybe.
Lunch now.
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