That I mistook 7 in the morning for 4 in the AM just goes on to show how absolutely dull, grey and overcast today is.
It's been raining since last night and the combination of wet and cold is probably one of my least favourites.
Everything feels clammy and grimy.
The bedsheets felt like they've not dried properly, the floor felt like it's been recently mopped and the whole ambience inside the house is something like a wet cave that doesn't get cleaned out!
This after having cleaned my entire house today and mopping it twice over. Once wet and once dry and yet the grey darkness infiltrating my casa lends it a ridiculous dampness which I cannot stand.
Now having tea in my balcony which although cold is the only bright spot in my house without artificial lighting.
When in the morning I am running about the house, doing things for everyone, I realise how little gets done for me.
Only once I'm through with everyone do I get time to give myself a cup of tea. Tea!! Something so basic in every household, something just had each morning without a second thought is a luxury for my mornings and I wonder why I shouldn't first give myself what I need before going about doing things for everyone else?!
It's in between my chores that I'm sipping my mug of water, it's in between feeding my cats that I steal a moment to eat a banana in the morning.
I think I should start my mornings the way I want before starting them for others.
I find myself fading into pages of someone else's books when I'm a fucking library of my own!
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