Good evening - or rather, should I say, good morning, for the dial as just tipped past the 1:18am mark - I know this, as I have checked on its progress for the past 78 minutes.
Part of the past 78 minutes has been spent thus:
- Me: Perhaps if I lie on this side and clear my mind...
- Mind: ANOTHER BRILLIANT IDEA - WHAT IF WE HOP ONTO THE BLOG AND BLAG WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN
- Me: Shhhh - I am trying to sleep. How about I try flat on my back and meditate...
- Mind: we can't go to sleep just now, we have to brainstorm - I have this surge of ideas that just require a bounce around.
- Me: Can you do it without me?
- Mind: no, no, no, no, no - it is only 25 days until that thing and IDEAS need IMPLEMENTATION!
- Me: But really, we are talking about a dream -
- Mind: that wasn't going to happen until you grasped the nettle.
- Me: I know. I can't believe I did that.
- Mind: I can.
- Me: Its your fault. We could have stayed safe and invisible and just paddled through 2014 the way we have paddled through -
- Mind: for 27 bloddy years. ENOUGH. E-bloddy-NOUGH.
- Me: but its so easy making excuses.
- Mind: kicking the comfort zone out of the way now, honey - one, two...
- Me: You are being too bossy!
- Mind: That is because I AM the boss now. No more pussy-footing around. It's announcement time, baby!!!
- Me: Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! La la la la la la la la la....
- Me: Now look what you have done.
- Mind: Three. tee hee hee hee
