I know I'm going to feel like dieing twice tomorrow morning but between my usual habits and the early mornings I'm getting less and less sleep. Short week's stretched out because of it. I'm not waking up in strange places or emailing haiku to other people at work tho. Early days yet...
so i'll write some feckin haiku here instead because i can..
What does it feel like
trying to deny so much
your head on backwards
boom!! again!
See now commonplace
like cruel wounds upon frail skin
houses built so plain
