I was awoken early this morning by my gorgeous adopted Lara. She was barking to go for a little wee. It must have been about 3am and i stumbled out of bed, walked into the wardrobe doors, caught my foot on the edge of the bed frame and smashed into the bedroom door. Damage is a sore foot, bruised shoulder and an ego a little shattered that i no longer have extra magical orientation skills in the pitch dark. So wobbling and hobbling to the coffee machine this morning - the standard ritual with a dose of anti depressant, i walked my feel sorry for myself little bod and commenced the daily ritual that has been the last 3 summers in the desert of sipping on my coffee, watching the sunrise while lighting the first cigarette for the day. Yes folks. I'm still one of those that enjoys that nasty little habit. There must be a little OCD in me as i then check the following apps religiously on my phone: Calendar Period Tracker Instagram Bank Account Energy Australia App Weather
TRYING TO FIND THE BLISS IN THE MAYHEM OF EVERYDAY