Tomorrow is today and yet could be anything before beyond or inbetween. In any case, I don't want it here, in this mortal world.
The next twelve hours of my existence are liable to be the hardest in 10 years. Even eating my weight in twiglets isn't helping.
Having consumed sleep-enhancing lettuce, hot chocolates, sleeping tablets, alcohol, carbs, music, de-briefers... etc...etc... I still feel wired.
Rock on Wednesday, I guess.
