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Waking up late

How do you feel when you wake up late, I feel like s..t. I normally get up at 0345 but today I got up at 0510 and I don't know where I am, no second cup of coffee with my wife when she gets up normally to go to work and by then my blog is finished and published, great start to the day? Second weekend, bedlam, when everyone is here apart from my son who is in his new flat and new job, now for the first time I have to cook dinner but only roast a chicken but I have forgotten how because it's always myself, wife and daughter and I've forgotten how to cook for more than three people. Do you sometimes experience the same thing, if so then you will understand, but now I'm drinking my second cup of coffee and then I'll be alert and be able to write my blog, something that belongs to me which I enjoy,it brings me back to normality and when I write my mind starts working which is great. How do you feel when you get up late is it the same as me or different? First thing I normally do is to look through the headlines from around the world, which are usually depressing but that's life on our planet, war in Ukraine, the opposition leader in Belarus in jail for over a year and his wife who is in exile doesn't know whether he is alive or dead just because of another dictator or should I say Putins puppet, flooding in Dubai, great for a holiday, sun, desert and flooding, what a great combination, accusations from USA that China is helping Russia and messing around with internet connections, Trump back in court, it's as if we as individuals haven't got enough problems without thinking about the world and how it will end up, I don't know why I look at headlines early in the morning,is it because deep down I want to know what is happening or because I want to have a topic to write about? It would be better if I only wrote about my life than about the global situation, I'm not a polatition, a scientist, a philoser, I'm just an ordinary person trying to get from day to day as are a lot of people on this planet, war, disease, starvation, global warming, what a mess this world is in, it's better if I finish now as I am beginning to feel depressed again even though the sun is shining I have work to do, so if you enjoyed reading today's blog then please share and perhaps comment. Thank you. 

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  1. Anonymous5 May 2024 at 19:29

    Thanks Chris. Let us know a bit about Croatia. I was just watching some video of one of the coastal towns I forget which one but it was absolutely beautiful.

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    1. TheEmptyMind6 May 2024 at 03:00

      I have to write todays blog and then some time I will write about Croatia

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