A difficult start to the day, saved by Ian Flemming
Awake since 4:30, I’ve been screamed at, urinated over and snapped at already.
Now all the issues are dealt with, the “gentle” baby noises coming from the nursery have given me no chance to sleep so I’ve been reading in the dawn light. This line from Ian Flemming’s “Live and let Die” struck a cord.
I will explain to you briefly why you are not dead, why you have been permitted to enjoy the sensation of pain instead of adding to the pollution of the Harlem River
Happy Monday to you!