Tuesday, 17 July 2012

Tumbleweed

Just started a run of working night shifts so true to form I crashed into a coma upon hitting my pillow at 07.30 this morning.

The only sound was the whirl of the fan cooling my exhausted body as I lay unconscious, resemblant of tumbleweed rolling across the otherwise silent desert of my bedroom.

I'll aim for a cheeky late afternoon snooze later and see if my tired brain has any activity.

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