tram

I've recently been taking the tram home quite late at night. Tonight, the tram driver remembered me and we had a bit a of a chat. He's driven me to my tram stop a couple of times. He asked me how I was and I replied, "Tired." and he nodded his head and replied understandingly, "Sometimes life is hard." His words were comforting.

I haven't been having the best week. I feel a bit more "out of it" than normal. It might be the cold change in weather, but all I want to do is be in bed and dream. I've been doing my work so slowly at my own pace and it's made me feel unsuccessful in comparison to others who seem to have covered more ground than me.

The late nights have filled my head with a fog that only sleep and stars can cure. Tonight the moon was so beautiful and the stars seemed brighter.

I wrote a song on Tuesday. I've showed a few friends and they are like it, which makes me happy! Maybe i'll post it one day when I record it better. It's quite short.

There is more work calling. 

Sleep well