Ay, there’s the rub. My sleep patterns are completely out of sync. It’s now thirteen minutes past midnight, and I’m wide awake after just having slept for almost four hours. I shall probably sit here for some considerable time, hoping I’ll nod off again without too much difficulty when I do eventually hit the bunkContinue reading “To sleep, perchance to dream…”
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The P Word
I was out on my bike again yesterday. Nothing unusual in that. It’s a good place for me to think things through, or simply to shout at morons trying to kill me. Yesterday, I was thinking through the fact that said morons are not malicious; they just have no concept of the fragility of someoneContinue reading “The P Word”
2020 - A Year of Perfect Vision 