But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams - Yeats
Sunday, 16 September 2012
It's 4 in the morning, no, really...
...well it was, but now it's 09:45 as I couldn't work out how to write on my Android phone. I am a technological genius. I can't remember what I was going to say at 4am so really reading this will be a waste of time, as will writing it I suppose but as I had the title it seemed like a good idea to say something. I'm beginning to wonder now though, perhaps it would have been better to have left it in draft and written on another day when it was actually 4am and I had something to say. Look, a squirrel!
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