Night Shift

It is 1.20 am and the night is moving on. Everyone is finally in bed.

I am putting together recipes for the lovelies this week.
I am listening to philosopher John Gray on my MP3 player.
The heater isn't quite doing its job.
The world is quiet.

I feel like singing Meat Loaf at the top of my voice.
I feel like dancing.
I feel like celebrating life and all that entails.

I blog instead :-)

While this photo might not be exactly a portrait of the physical me, it is an exact replica of what I feel like on the inside at the moment.


Art: "dance" by shuka