I have of late taken the view that no matter how rebellious, unconventional, non-conformist we would like to think ourselves, we are at some point always part of a similar grouping of people. We are never truly leaders, but followers. Followers, I prefer to refer to us as sheep; because at one point or another in our life we are all sheep. This is a place to express myself, vent my frustration with the sheepdom, and relieve my boredom. It is my therapy for all that contributes to my neurosis.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Got some sleep in Bocage
After a few minutes of TV I started feeling drowsy - finally, that was about after 4am. I tried going to sleep on the chair but it's not very comfortable - only Sofie and Jabari can sleep on that, they are vertically challenged (although I suspect soon there will only be one vertically challenged person in the house). I dragged myself to my bed - I figured half hour to an hour of sleep will add up to the two and half hours I got before I was rudely awaken. Eventually I drifted to sleep and woke up sometime after 7am - and for some strange reason, I'm not feeling lethargic. So I guess it's off to work then, I hope I get back home tired enough that there is no recurrence of last night.
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