Its now 5.04 am and I have a spare hour due to the clocks going back. OK, yes I know its all an illusion because I'll lose an hour in 6 months so its all swings and roundabouts but I feel I ought to record this rare moment for posterity nonetheless. So, I'll write something here. Never mind that I probably shouldn't be up this early on a sunday morning and that I was woken up at 2.09 am- or should that be 1.09 am, probably yes, by son #1 telling me that it was time to get up. Kind of him to let me enjoy the first 9 minutes after the clocks went back in bed I thought.
But what else could I do with this extra time? I need to spend a whole lot less of it on Facebook that's for sure. I can't exactly go for a walk outside- since its still dark and wet. Could have a Quiet Time I suppose. That would indeed be more productive than blogging. Then there's the tax return- which I still need to do and get back to the tax people before the end of the month if I don't want to pay the £100 fine. Yes that would be good too but somehow I don't think that's what Robin Williams's character meant by "Carpe Diem".
Its now 5.22 am which goes to show how slowly I write. Granted, I did spend a couple of minutes looking for an image for this post. Couldn't find anything new so I settled on an old favourite which I deem rather appropriate given the triumphant quality of my prose. Right, am I going to say anything mind-shatteringly poignant or shall I just babble on for the next 35 minutes...
OK, if nothing else, here's a great tip- go and listen to Rachael Yamagata's song Elephants. Its wonderful, if a little melancholy. I like melancholy. I also like raking leaves btw. Yesterday I took 3 car loads of leaves from my garden to the dump. It was very cathartic plus reasonably good exercise so I took a break from being patronised by the wii fit trainer yesterday evening. mmm... ok this is a little random but perhaps becase I've only 27 minutes left and I hear one of the boys waking up. Memo to myself- need to buy a quiet keyboard (especially since the letter p is stuck down on this one).
OK, well I feel that's suficient material for a single post. Need to keep these things snappy or else I'll just bore myself to sleep (in addition to any potential readers). Not sure if there was any unifying theme but that's probably appropriate.
although winter may be everywhere
with such a silence and such a darkness
no one can quite begin to guess
(except my life)the true time of year
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