Sunny Spring Sunday*

 

I am not sleeping very well lately** so 8 a.m. was earlier this morning than it sometimes is.***  It was one of those 'remind me about clothing' mornings.  I can build dangerously strong cups of tea in my coma, but getting dressed is harder.  All that fine motor control.  Also I like clothing.  This means that if I finish waking up several hours later and discover that my earrings don't match† and furthermore that pink does not go with that green aaaaaugh I will be deeply unhappy.  I try to ...