I have felt crappy the entire day today. Of all the things I could have done today, I have done none. My mind just did not say 'good morning' today, perhaps because it slept, somewhere in the early hours of morning only to wake up at noon. It was that rare deep sleep. When I woke up, I had to mouth a plea for tea from someone; even my vocal cords did not get up. Is it some new disease, where my entire being has gone to sleep? Well I had been having some trouble with sleeping lately but this is too much of a good thing.
The day is over now; has ended, is history is no more and I am so glad. I don’t like myself when I feel like this. I am off to make myself another cup of tea…then try to go for a walk…hey k saved me that trip to the kitchen, she got me the tea…god bless her.
...my heart too has gone of too sleep. Perhaps I'll catch a late-night movie on TV tonight. I saw 'The Others' day before yesterday, it was a spooky movie with Nicole Kidman in it...very nice, spooked me out a little, in a nice way.
There is something I want, there is something I need and its the same song every day and I’ll be damned if I go to seed. hahaha...you can see the frame of mind I’m in.
PS: I made pancakes a little while ago and my mother has been trying her hand at making Jalebis, a terribly calorie-laden Indian sweetmeat to which my youngest bro, who should be in the movies, says that all the wimmin of this house should make a video "Who's Fat!' and sing it to the tune of Who's bad by Michael Jackson. Hehe...
How come I did not inherit the its-fun-to-do-difficult-things gene from mummy?