dears by the time most of you read this, i will be reaching my 28th hour of wakefulness.

that’s actually a misrepresentation.

wakefulness implies eyes bright and energy bursting.

alas, i am neither.

a middle of the night call time has rendered me limp and speaking in baby.

yesterday’s nap was as elusive as a healed broken heart.

i come up for air on tuesday. bringing a snorkel just in case.

tell m’loves; what wonderful plans are on deck for your weekend?