I had one of the worst sleeps I have ever had on Sunday night, I can’t even begin to explain how or why, but it was truly horrible. When I woke I sat straight up convinced I was late for work then realised it was only 4:30 am! A decent hour and half before I needed to be up. When I next woke up I felt disoriented and groggy and exhausted and then I realised my alarms were going off and it was definitely time to get going.

I honestly had to turn my alarms off and calm myself down because I must have been tensed up all night, really struggling against something, even if it was just the sheets. It really threw my morning off. After all I said about Black Hole Sundays being to blame for throwing Mondays in it I had a rotten sleep and it all seemed to just be proving my point.

This week is going by quite quickly. On Sunday night when I posted I thought I’d have something new to post on Wednesday night, but here we are on Wednesday night and my brain has no new things to think to write to post. It’s been a mushy brain week.

I promise my next post will be much better, even if it’s just raving about Twenty One Pilots, who I will be seeing for the second time this Friday night, at least something with more substance than a vague and disturbing dream that I can’t even remember but has somehow stayed with me throughout the week. I do like to discuss dreams though so this will not be the last time they’re mentioned.

I hope your week isn’t speeding away from you, unless, like me,  you have something you cannot wait for on the weekend.

Lizzie X