I had a 10 hour rehearsal yesterday. Today I am brain dead.
I need a couple days to spend by the sea in a cozy room with a fireplace and full tea service and a good book and a comfy chair and a nice afghan (as in a knitted or crocheted lap blanket, not a person from Afghanistan. Althought that could be very nice too).
I miss going to be at 9pm and waking up at 6:30 and having the kitchen and living room all to myself for hours before anyone else stirred. I miss mugs of steaming tea and staring out the window and the dew evaporating off the grass. I hate that 8:30 is early to me now. I feel like I've lost touch of a part of me. The morning person part of me. I like that person.
I need a couple days to spend by the sea in a cozy room with a fireplace and full tea service and a good book and a comfy chair and a nice afghan (as in a knitted or crocheted lap blanket, not a person from Afghanistan. Althought that could be very nice too).
I miss going to be at 9pm and waking up at 6:30 and having the kitchen and living room all to myself for hours before anyone else stirred. I miss mugs of steaming tea and staring out the window and the dew evaporating off the grass. I hate that 8:30 is early to me now. I feel like I've lost touch of a part of me. The morning person part of me. I like that person.
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