“It’s all good if you let me dive…”
Dec. 21st, 2002 11:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
janestarzI so love this song at times.
Last night I managed to stay awake until nine-ish. Once I started typing at Tis’ history I found it hard to stop. I’m at three pages now. It’s in story-format, trying to figure out her history. Living it.
I showered long…warm…and dove into bed. Lotioned my legs and then fell asleep like a big block of concrete. But at four-thirty I woke up because of a key in the door…I hadn’t realized Tommy would be coming home and had barred the door with extra locks she couldn’t open from the outside. So I opened the door, handed her the sleepingbag (because Ra was there as well) and collapsed into bed again.
This morning I heard Laura get up and I also made myself wake up. Ten o’clock *sigh* We ate some bread together and she just left for the train, borrowing my Bridget Jones’ Diary...part two book. Tommy was long gone to her work. Poor girl must have had only two hours of sleep or something.
But like I said I slept like a big block of concrete. I dream during the day, nowadays. *Grin* I feel much better than yesterday...but am still very tired. Brak, for those of you who are Dutch.
Last night I managed to stay awake until nine-ish. Once I started typing at Tis’ history I found it hard to stop. I’m at three pages now. It’s in story-format, trying to figure out her history. Living it.
I showered long…warm…and dove into bed. Lotioned my legs and then fell asleep like a big block of concrete. But at four-thirty I woke up because of a key in the door…I hadn’t realized Tommy would be coming home and had barred the door with extra locks she couldn’t open from the outside. So I opened the door, handed her the sleepingbag (because Ra was there as well) and collapsed into bed again.
This morning I heard Laura get up and I also made myself wake up. Ten o’clock *sigh* We ate some bread together and she just left for the train, borrowing my Bridget Jones’ Diary...part two book. Tommy was long gone to her work. Poor girl must have had only two hours of sleep or something.
But like I said I slept like a big block of concrete. I dream during the day, nowadays. *Grin* I feel much better than yesterday...but am still very tired. Brak, for those of you who are Dutch.
