Zombie -like at dawn, I grapple with the realisation that I am not made for late midnights.
Yet, the beautifully crafted film The Book Thief on free-to-air was worth it.
Dreamed of surfing with somebody famous, maybe Mick Fanning, but he agreed the waves were too dumpy. Then I caught beauty and finished beside Aunty Norma (RIP) and her daughter J. Woke up at 945am, a new record of sorts.
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