Thursday, 3 September 2009


It is cold this morning. The air circulating my room bites my hands as I type, the wind is whistling through the badly fitted door to the garden, and I am wrapped up safe in a blanket. I did not sleep last night. I had problems that needed sorting and blogs to write.

I found a friend online. We chatted all night and we discovered that we had a lot in common. I feel a lot happier having had contact with civilisation, even if it was through my keyboard.

My aches have eased for now. I feel, in myself, much more flexible and relaxed. The dosage now lessened, and my weary head longs for a decent sleep.

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