Drinking a celsius energy drink at 10.30 pm when I need to get up and get some good work done early is a real bad idea. Now it is getting close to 2 am and I am speedy Gonzales under the covers. I am even jealous of Ove the dog snoring away on the empty side of the bed. SHUT UP!
Thousands of thoughts rushing through me. Mainly about my mum and my family but also realising that it is close to a month since I last slept in my own bed. Reluctantly longing for my flat and my sheets. On Saturday I will be heading back home. Feels hard living far away from my family at times like these. I want to be there every step of the way.
My mum and my dad are both champions in this. It will be a struggle but I am certain they can get their life together back on track. Today my mum squeezed my hand so hard it startled me. Just a few days ago it was a limp hand without the ability to move at all. Amazing!
So sleep then, yes? Yes?!
Also while I am at it. To my boss, colleagues, friends near and far, thank you for your thoughts and hugs (virtual and physical) and understanding. Means the world to me.