A Difficult Night Last Night.

Ferdinand Desnos.
1901-1958.

It was a difficult night last night somehow I managed to sleep, did keep waking up but luckily also fell asleep again each time.

Maybe not the most restful night ever especially as it took me hours to get to sleep was very happy Richie got up to go to the toilet and I requested some THC which did the trick and let me sleep finally.

Pity that one lovely dream which took me to a gorgeous garden with a pool full of lovely blog friends who I really wanted to see and speak with, the first person that I saw as soon as I walked in was Stephany.

As soon as I spoke to her my dream ended and I found myself awake with extremely painful cramps in my arms unable to move

I was so disappointed wanted so to talk to everyone, even though I knew it was a dream, just wanted it to go on longer than it did.

Shame as it looked like a very pleasant dream, typical happens to me every time really hate it but nothing I can do to change it.

Guess like other things I must just enjoy everything for what it is and while me can, funny how despite wanting to seize the moment and enjoy it I still often forget to do just that.

Hate that every morning when I wake my arms are relaxed but they get instantly stiff as soon as I am conscious both arms get folded tightly over my chest.

Extremely painful and very difficult to prise apart, it was my great good luck I could fall asleep every time that it happened.

Sent a mail out to people we know here and elsewhere telling them what Richie had discovered.

I asked for support and visits from people who live locally, had lots of emails and got a much unexpected phone call from a friend I have not seen in years.

She is due here anytime now will be brilliant to see her again, think that I last saw her in 2005, amazingly that is already five years ago.

Used to see her very often sometimes daily as she has a delightful clothes shop on THC Haarlemmerdijk called Shuga’s.

Only saw her infrequently from 2000 when we moved to our last apartment I am delighted that Ionie will be here soon.

I am very happy at the prospect of seeing her again, time going by really does not matter with some people.

Hearing her voice on the phone took me right back to the days on the Haarlemmerdijk and cups of coffee in Ionie’s shop and long interesting conversations that could go over many visits.

Can’t wait to see her again, sadly it is now 19.00 and no sign yet hope she is ok not like her to not turn up.

She is at the front door waiting for Richie to get back with the dogs Yippee here she is.