free day

music + movies + cooking + knitting + quilting + reading + naps = my friday.

2:52 a.m.

and i can’t get back to sleep. i came back, from a day at the paper studio, around 8, made some dinner (i.e. heated up frozen pizza while eating previously-addicting-now-a-tad-nauseating [i hate it when that happens] honey mustard pretzel bits), and then collapsed asleep a few minutes later. woke up with one arm above my head still asleep, and a steady rain on the skylights reminding me that i had some household chores to attend to, including feeding the various animals. finished that, got in bed, and still no sleep. i have that george harrison song in my head, what is life, as it has been for days now off-and-on.

Pagination