Saturday, November 11, 2006
I don’t know what’s happening with me lately, but I sleep like a mattress-tester that’s addicted to sleeping pills. It’s like I’m catching up with a century or so of sleep. The renovation work in the weekend has slowed down lately, mostly because we ran out of renovation money and also because we’ve been inviting people that were on the brink of forgetting that we once were there friends, relatives or neighbours. So my body seems to take the opportunity to nap, sleep, doze and snooze as much as possible. And who am I to protest against that?