Monday, 12 November 2018

Notes

Dear Diary
I seem to have come across this surreal moment in time each night when suddenly I find myself in bed when moments ago I'd just been engrossed in something entertaining.
This abrupt, immediate transition makes me tetchy and I spend long minutes in bed trying to learn my surroundings and deduce how should I go about sleeping because hitting the bed and stuffing face in a pillow only to find myself in zzzland isn't something that materialises out of thin wisps of yawns.
It's a rather puzzle one that could be called jigsaw with many a pieces missing or bent out of shape.
It's like all of a sudden there's a shift in weight and all that was lit up, loud with noises and music is suddenly snores and darkness and here I gripe as I grope to find some bearings.

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