Uuuughhh. Monday morning, an abomination if ever there was one. For a few years I would make a point of not drinking booze on a Sunday to ready myself for the week ahead. However that meant that I would have a rotten sleep possibly due to withdrawals or at least my brain resetting or whatever. Well last year some time I started to indulge in a few on a Sunday, nothing too excessive, a few beers or a bottle of wine over the course of the late afternoon and evening.
Yesterday I did the same and I think I had my worst night’s sleep in years. I just seemed to be forever awake. But of course dropping off lots but never really feeling like I was asleep for long. And I’m getting so sick of dreams. The majority of them are not actually horrible, but they just seem to disturb me in some way. Last night in two separate dreams I was with two different ex’s. That’s always weird when I first wake up, it’s just odd, gritty.
Well anyway, off to work, woohoo. Enjoy your day people.
One more day of weekend please???
