Last night was a bit mad. I was feeling ill & had went to bed. I don’t often do the bed thing so when I do, I’m unwell. I was forced out of bed by youngest. He’d came home in a serious strop. By the time I’d come downstairs my hall mirror had been smashed. Coffee had been thrown over half of my sittingroom. Youngest was fighting with his two brothers & all I could do was pull my 16yr old off my 12yr old. Calm was restored when youngest fell asleep.
So yesterday was a nightmare. When real life rains shit I drop out of the virtual world. I didn’t look in this space. I was surprised when i seen a hit on recurring dream. Not funny but right now, I don’t care what your doing. I’m not going to message you to have you lie & you would lie. I cannot be arsed. If you hit on 50 posts in a day you might get a reaction. Doing what i said not to is expected. It just makes me think whatever. I did realise that what i thought was yesterday is actually today. I’m not sure how I got my days mixed up. Once today is over, all bets are off.
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