I was chatting with a friend last week who only sleeps for two and a half hours each night. I have to confess I was a bit jealous - think of what I could do if I had all those extra hours to play with (or more likely work with). But the truth is our lifespan is unknown and none of us get an equal share of allotted hours - we get what we get and it makes sense to make the most of whatever that might be.
The last couple of nights I've not slept well. I can feel the tension in my back and my body is telling me something has to change. I've not spent enough time with those I love, and I'm not looking after myself as well as I need to. The good news is tho that tomorrow has nothing written in whatsover. Sunday is full on with Harvest stuff, but saturday remains a blank oasis and I intend keeping it that way. Hopefully we can have a long lie in, and maybe lots of vegging in front of the tele, and hopefully an inspiration walk amongst the autumn leaves. But I won't write off today - there is that to embrace first :)
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