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smokingbootI can't sleep. And I can't do anything useful because I am so tired because I don't sleep. Today would be a good day to go to Westminster, protest the prorogation and if no-one else is there, find a klaxon. Maybe I am a klaxon. I'm beginning to wonder.
The reason I can't go is because I have an early morning flight tomorrow to see another house, plan B and all that...
God, I can't wait to go live in Scotland. I want to breathe a different air.
How can I be this tired?
Admittedly I went to a party after the protest, but I neither drank nor danced much. It was all very laid back, good mates and everything, all easy... But I am exhausted. It's been one hell of a week.
I keep thinking that if I sleep now, I could be up for tonight, but it's not true; I will just sleep straight through.
Whatever else, I must stop and close my eyes.
The reason I can't go is because I have an early morning flight tomorrow to see another house, plan B and all that...
God, I can't wait to go live in Scotland. I want to breathe a different air.
How can I be this tired?
Admittedly I went to a party after the protest, but I neither drank nor danced much. It was all very laid back, good mates and everything, all easy... But I am exhausted. It's been one hell of a week.
I keep thinking that if I sleep now, I could be up for tonight, but it's not true; I will just sleep straight through.
Whatever else, I must stop and close my eyes.
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