Friday. I've had a weird week of sleep. You know those nights when you're restless, when you think you're awake more than you are, but you know you must be asleep because you're dreaming about bizarre things, but at the same time you feel like you're awake? And then your German Shepherd wants to go out at 2.37am because she ate something yesterday which didn't agree with her and she's a bit of a burny bum-hole? So you wait for her to finish her business, and you go back to bed and you're AWAKE awake with a line of a song in repeating around your head (‘Hey, kids, where are you? Nobody tells you what to do, baby' – from REM's Drive) and you think you'll never get to sleep again...
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