Suffered early-morning insomnia for the second day in the row. I am not pleased with this trend. My mind was spinning both times, but I think it’s a case of thinking-because-I’m-awake rather than awake-because-I’m-thinking. It would be on my two long work days, too.

I never did get the hang of Thursdays. – Arthur Dent

When I did get back to sleep, I dreamed someone broke a glass, and I tried to be careful walking out, but I wound up with shards all over my pant legs that cut me when I tried to cross my legs, and with a whole bunch of deeply-embedded shards in the sole of my foot, that hurt a lot when we tried to pull them out. If that’s symbolic of something, I don’t really want to know.

‘Tis a dark, dark day, Thursday. – Dan Brown (no, not that Dan Brown, the cool one)

And then of course when I woke up I got that dreadful-but-catchy 90s song in my head.

Blargh – me