Some people, when they can't sleep, read or drink milk.
I do this.
The scene: way beyond 'late' and into 'early' on a night too fragrant to be wasted with sleep. There's a coolness in the air and the night waltzes past my window in the arms of the midnight sky. I tried to sleep, I did, but no sleep could I summon to me.
The players: me.
O and guess what came today? O yes. Ker-slice.
And so it ends, at 4.56am, with no answers (where have you disappeared to, unstoppable deep sleep?) and ever-increasing befuddlement.
And now I'm craving cake.
I wore: a DIYed feather headdress, asos black skirt, handworked macrame knotted singlet from Surry Hills markets and the Young Huntings Guillotine ring.
Eduardo wore: gold glitter glue and a cheeky smile.