Five and a quarter miles! Help. I got to about 9000 steps and my friend said why not walk up the hill at penkhull! Note to self, do the hill at the start of the walk, not half way through it. Half way up I had to call a halt and we turned onto some flattish side streets. Then a gentle slope back downhill and about a mile on the flat back home…
A little bed and breakfast, or a caravan, somewhere quiet where I can hear gulls calling early in the morning. The smell of salt air and the sound of crashing or gurgling waves. I’m not bothered which.
Waking up to sea breezes, maybe opening the door to a beach view. Somewhere to chill. Feel less stressed.
Going to bed as the moon rises, looking out at dark skies glinting with stars. Maybe a small glass of wine.
Oh, I would just would love to safely get away from it all. Lockdown and life are getting me down.
I will not paint (I ache)
My neck aches, my eyes ache.
I’m hot, I feel like grot.
I’m resting, and waiting.
Thinking, and dozing.
I’m wobbling and dizzy.
Shoulders and hips hurt,
Head aches, body breaks.
Need an amalgam of gentle remedies.
Soften this agony,
Rest and recovery.
Shattered nerves sting.
I haven’t slept
He keeps me awake
When he mutters
All the time
In his sleep .
I am cracking
My mind is numb
Except for an ache behind my eyes.
My dry eyes
That’s what I need…..
The clocks ticking. Its almost 4am. Went to sleep cold so put on the heating. Now I’ve woken up too hot so turned it back down.
But then I looked at my phone. Suddenly I’m wide awake. I never found the function that changes the colour of the screen light and cuts out the blue end of the spectrum. On the other hand I would not like it interfering with the colours I use when I draw on line.
Tempus fugit. I hope I can have a bit of a lie in. Otherwise if I get up at 8am I will only have had 5 or so hours of sleep. Maybe it’s an age thing but my body clock seems to be drifting later every day.
Well I will try and sleep again…. IF I CAN IGNORE HIS SNORING…… ..