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Kind Of Blue

Woke up this morning. Duh duh duh duh duuuh. My neck fucking hurt. Duh duh duh duh duuuuh. Went back to sleep this morning. Duh ditto ditto duuh. Hurtedy hurty hurt hurt. Thus went this morning’s blues. It’s scary when … Continue reading

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Lift My Head, I’m Still Yawning

My addiction to sleep is just getting silly. It really is – my nightgown has turned into a bowl of custard plus I dream of Jeannie and I’ve never even met her (nor do I believe in people living inside … Continue reading

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Dream Variations

Sleep engulfs me, a cloak of shroudy dumb-ass numbness topped off with a suggestion of sinusitis increasing the sense that wakefulness is somewhat unappetising. This is a radio day, a coffee going cold on the bedside cabinet day, a never … Continue reading

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Root And Branch

Yesterday was good. I drove my son and I up to spend some time with my mum just ahead of my boy heading for Manchester to begin his Master’s degree. It’s become harder in recent years to get us all … Continue reading

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As Though Of Hemlock…

I’m the King of Asleep. Duvets bow down in reverence, pillows plump themselves up extra plumpy just to please me. I make the greatest snoozy snoring noises through my nose parts. I never dribble on the sheets, unless I do … Continue reading

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Stay In Bed, Float Up Stream

Tiredness. It’s a thing. Normal people get it when they’ve slept too little or overstretched themselves. I get it too, it just takes less stretch to become an overstretch, eats into me even when I’ve managed a few hours of … Continue reading

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Knickers

Having to do laundry is god’s way of reminding us that we don’t like most of our undergarments. I like most of my socks, though. Aside from heating up leftovers for lunch, washing clothing and putting it on the line … Continue reading

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