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?