My few moments of blissful silence…..

The sun is streaming through the window as I once again sit on the floor, apparently my favorite spot at the moment. A little square of sunshine illuminates the place where I sit, creating a warm glow just for me. The house is completely quiet. No one else is awake, but me.

This is awkward on so many levels…….

First of all of I can’t see……

Second of all, its 4:30 in the morning and I’m sitting in a bed I’ve only used five times.
Also, I may or may not have killed the cat while stumbling to find the bathroom….

There’s something weird and slightly eerie about typing on a teeny tiny phone whilst squinting in the blinding light of the screen, listening to the surprisingly loud noises of streets of Nice.