Seems like I am just not going to be awake today. Funky weird sleep last night, kept waking up, would lay awake for at least one gong of the clock in the front room, then fall into dreamless sleep only to wake up again.
The common factor seemed to be a bubble of gas big enough to light all the homes in Cincinnati, if it were properly harnessed. And that, my friends, is the first time I’ve ever spelled “Cincinnati” right without looking it up. Let’s make it The Word Of The Day.
Lucky for me there’s coffee. Lovely, lovely coffee, hot and chocolaty. There’s some in front of me right now. And there will have to continue to be some in front of me all day. Think of me when you quaff a cuppa joe on your break today.
This Is Drivel 