What are Thursday's if not spent fussing over people who have fallen sick and running about to do their smallest chores, because, well, they're sick don't you know, and that I've been on my toes clocking almost 20,000 steps being about business not just my own but others as well is quite something.
I'm tired oh am I tired.
What is it about people getting oddly cranky and bratty during their off days? Ah, I crib..but then this is the only place Where I can and I do.
I'd just enough time to make a few changes to my story and hit publish, and yes there's a reason for a Sunday. Dark deeds on weekends is especially fun when people are few and witnesses none. Hah.
I'd scribbled this idea in my diary a few months back and kept making little notes around it when finally I thought this needs become a story and one that's a bit like a layered cake, for what am I if not in love with all things complicated, but as it is with stories, they starts taking wings and flying off into little nooks and corners once you start typing and usually for the better..and well, many thanks for the vote of confidence..I can always count on you to ignite my prose and enchant my verse.
Am I going to sleep now?
Yes, and make a mental menu for tomorrow morning which is rather a relaxing brain activity, because that's what usually induces sleep into my system.
It's been raining past couple of days and just stepping out for a short while made me realize how cozy my home is even though I keep complaining it's cold inside.
Is it Friday already tomorrow? That was rather quick I'd say. I don't know if weekends are a welcoming respite or a bothersome torment because it's usually weekends that I'm at a loss for any time to myself and allow me to be selfish here for I love spending time with moi..and an all important wordspace for company that I constantly visit.
Night is here and it beckons rather weakly I must say, but I need to pursue it sometimes, especially when my day has been long and intends to begin before the sun preens.
Sometimes I wished I napped, but that's not going to happen is it?
Hearts abundant.
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