This is gonna be a short one - I've had one of those days where I failed to get up before 11, in spite of the fact Dan called and woke me at 10. I then argued with dad that I ought to have different a different bed - I'm still staying in the double bed that is genuinely the most comfortable bed I've ever slept in - cos it would help me get up easier if I weren't so comfortable. To be fair, I think it's true, and past evidence would suggest so. Saying that I still think the temperature is the main problem. This country is just too cold. I hope wherever you are it's warmer - and you've gotten better at getting up in the mornings! The problem isn't even so much the lost time. I sleep so deeply that when I wake up all my drive is gone, and I don't care about a damn things, hence why I just go back to sleep. Night time's always better. At night I want things. In the morning I don't care. Dad and Dan both just told me I ought to just try harder to get up, force myself to do it. Maybe they're right. Maybe you'll know better.
I strangely find it quite comforting writing to you. I have this notion cos you're in the future that you're gonna be wiser, and more knowledgeable than me. You probably aren't. We've always had this habit of treating our past selves like they were silly and naive but are we really much smarter? Probably not. Saying that you're probably reading this thinking you are. Maybe you are a bit. I hope you are a bit! But probably not as much as you think.
Right I am gonna go. I need to practise Glockenspiel ha. You have to better at that than me! I've wasted pretty much the whole day. That's what happens when we oversleep. Mum and Chris are currently watching Elementary - the American version of Sherlock. Before that there was a bit of Cheers, Big Bang Theory, HIMYM. And of course I've let all of them distract me. In fairness Big Bang Theory is brilliant - right now it's your favourite show. I wonder if it's finished yet for you? It's currently on season 6. I hope it doesn't ever finish.
I was about to write the word 'ciao' as a sign off, just cos I always felt like it, but then I remembered a comment Linzi made on FB earlier (does it still rule the cyber world in your time?). Apparently a comment I made was gay. Sigh. People never will get that I can say anything. I can be anything, good or bad. That's actually what makes me special. Or the only thing that might.
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