4am ponderations are full of incredible exciting ideas. Tossing and turning, thinking about all the interesting and challenging things I can do tomorrow.
Pity, never remember them next morning. Friends keep little books by their bed and write down thoughts and ideas. Nah..
Summer slides past – amazed that it’s Saturday again – heat becomes stultifying and I think of all the things I ‘should’ do – and don’t. Should is a hateful word and should be banned – when was anything that is a should helpful, encouraging or kind?