Sunday, 7 January 2024

It’s Sunday

My fabulous mornings. 
I spent the night waking up with cramps while coughing and generally feeling like the basement of a government office building that had been left to get eaten with dust, mildew and neglect. 
I dreamt of a dream I had about crossing oceans while paragliding and the entire dream consisted of making me understand that it was a lucid dream and not reality! 
I don't understand! 
However my coughing fits didn't go unnoticed by my little ones who've never seen me unwell and they sat by me all night and even now trying to warm me let me know all is okay. 

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