I haven't written in a while, which is either a good thing or just an indication that I haven't got anything to say. Best to take some pictures and leave the talking to those with novels in their heads.
I had a horribly vivid dream about an extremely mundane thing last night, but I'll keep it to myself in case I accidentally traumatise someone.
I have a plan, but I also have a tendency to get easily distracted by any old crap, so that's my next plan. The original plan can happen when that one's been sorted out. (This makes sense to me, I think.)
I want to make a film in my head, but first I really need some cornflakes and must somehow get the rabbit back in her hutch so she can poo in there rather than on the carpet.
By then I may just about have woken up.