Snoring

I was up early, you know, because I'd slept weird hours yesterday.  5.15am. It's one of the downsides of falling asleep on the couch in. front of the teev in the evenings, as lovely as that is.

I made coffee and signed into work. I tried not to send any emails with 5-something-am as the time, I didn't want to look like a complete weirdo. Ha ha. I guess we all spend a lot of our lives trying not to look like a weirdo, needlessly.

What is it they say? The weirdos will inherit the earth? No, I guess that’s not what they say? That’s just the more interesting take on our dystopian future, I guess, climate change being what it is and what it is going to do to us. I think we are cooked, just quietly, but no one wants to hear that. 

I wonder if the end, when it comes, will be a surprise to us all?

"Why didn't anyone tell us?" You can just hear people saying that, now can't you... as the sea starts lapping around our feet, what you can see of it, that is, through the haze of the poisoned atmosphere.

People will be attempting to sue for compensation, as bits of the sky are falling down on their heads.

I have plenty of time to think when I get up early.

The first thing Sam said to me when he got up was, "Have you been up all night?"

"No, honey."

"Did you come back to bed?"

"Yes, honey."

"I didn't hear you."

"You were snoring so loud the people over the road heard you." I replied.

He looked coy and then headed to the kitchen.

Actually, all 3 of them snore, Sam, Bruno and Otto, it's like some demented chain saw jamboree. Still, I am used to it now. And I wouldn't have it any other way. It's familiar, even comforting. The things you get used to.

I can't help but think that people who are kept awake by snoring are pussies. But then, I sleep the sleep of the dead. Nothing wakes me up.