Last night, I went to bed at 8pm. I was then awake at 11.53pm — daughter #1 woke me up. I sleep (these days) on my own. Sadly, Mrs S's snoring (which she vehemently denies — I've taped evidence now 🙏) keeps me awake. I was then awake at 4.37am, and that was a good night. I don't know what it is at the moment but I'm waking up routinely at 2.11am. And then spending an hour before dosing off before the alarm goes off at 5am. 

Hey, what the hell. 

I'm here; I'm alive; and, right now, that's all that matters.

The sleep...?

It can wait.

Blessings and love,




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