Venus is bright this morning. What would that mean to the centaurs, I wonder? It’s part of the “it’s c-c-c-cold” symptoms for me – no clouds, no insulation, no heat. -13 this morning.
What’s with Sunday nights, anyway? It’s the third Sunday in a row I’ve spent hours wondering why I can’t sleep. Well, to be honest, I wasn’t even tired last night, which is odd, because I didn’t sleep that much earlier on in the weekend – got up reasonably early yesterday. Still, knowing that the alarm goes at six I do feel that some time before midnight would be an ideal time to fall asleep. Instead it was closer on 2am again.
Bother.
Voice in my head: Lisa Stansfield – Been Around the World Tonight (or whatever it’s called, it was on the radio this morning)