Blurry and the days get busier. I fill my days with work and sleep. I plant, I grow, I bake, I read..
I've noticed there's been a lapse in words. Five days perhaps, and the night is beginning to lose its value. Sleep is coming back, its a blessing in disguise.
Do you think then, at the end of a months time. I should have fully disappeared?
Funny how these things start and I swear I could have predicted it all.
