It’s Friday

As the wind, rain, snow, sleet howls outside and pounds on the window, I am rationalising that this tiredness is the result of recovering from a week-or-more-long funk, of the weather, of poor sleep, trying not to admit that perhaps, again, I ought to have my sinuses checked, that perhaps all I need is sleep. Yes, sleep: that blissful unconsciousness that doth restoreth mind, body, soul. Thank heaven it is Friday. How boring am I that I look forward to going to bed early on a Friday night, that I may sleep all the longer on Saturday morning?

Two of my favorite lines from The King of Bede come from the same chapter:

‘The sea air put him into unpredictable moods.’

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‘A stranger am I, and a wanderer, searching for the edge of the world.’

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4 thoughts on “It’s Friday

  1. Chera says:

    Kelly: Yes, you did write them. I wish I had. Maybe you’ll like Sofia’s chapters as much as I like Nafis’s. (That hasn’t spared them from the green pen, though.)

    Sarah: That’s the plan!

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