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Wednesday, 31 January 2018

I think...

that’s what I do.
At 4 am I drink tea, I dream, I scheme... the prerogative of an only child, living happily in 
her own head.
Words, ideas, plans, designs
jostle for prime position.



Climbing back into bed...

‘How long have you been 
down there?’

‘Two cups of teas worth, go back to sleep I’m fine!’


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  1. landscape31 January 2018 at 21:54

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  2. Lettice1 February 2018 at 16:17

    If I can’t sleep, I get up and that is when I do my best thinking. Also when I’m driving, in fact I’m just home from a four hour trip with lots of ideas for further blog posts. Trouble is by the time I’ve got home most of them I’ve only flaming well gone and forgotten! LX

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