I have been plagued, of late, with the affliction of the most irregular sleep patterns I have ever had. Result? I'm up at 7 am, on my porch, cup of chai in hand, watching the colony wake up.
Still, I think I could get used to this.
Still, I think I could get used to this.
4 member protest rally:
How do you manage to get out of bed at 7.00 in winters?
That's the form of insomnia, see? =P
You have one cute balcony! I assume it's the ground floor?
@ Wastey.
Yep, ground floor. Makes it more of a porch than a balcony. =P
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Talk, my friend. Now that you've read this section, the urge to speak has increased. I know. It's all right. It happens...
Stop fighting it. Talk.