Monday, 24 January 2011


It's 3 in the morning and I have been lying awake for an hour - worrying, as you do, at this forsaken hour of the day.

I cycle repeatedly through woes I can't change from my bed or even from here, my kitchen, at stupid o'clock.

There's no need to bore you with the details because with each word I blog they diminish, and now I feel foolish that I worried at all.

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