Last night I left the office at midnight.
I was working most of that time, although I took time out to have a long and neccessary conversation with a very good friend.
This was the same night that our girl Laura had the family, uhhhhhh, explosion…. so I was working, being supportive as well as preparing to have this important convo.
When I got home it took a few hours for me to unwind enough for me to sleep and I only just managed aboout four hours when my neighbour knocked to tell me she was leaving to go to Tobago for 10 days.
I had to get up and help her out the door, keep her keys and lock her apartment after she rode out.
Then the phone rang about five or six times over the following hours.
Another friend, a cast member of the Trinidad staging of ‘Carnival Messiah’ asking me to come to her performance, which I agred to do. I was quite touched that she invited me. She’s been inviting me to all her performances, so I have to make a special effort to attend this one.
Then people related to projects I am working on, workmates and such called a few times. I never actually go to sleep until about noon.
I slept until about five before I got up and went down to the Croisee to get some dinner.
I am seriously fucking tired.
I want to be clever and insightful, but the brain and body are running on fumes.
Need some new blood for Tribe Life, and where are our old yardies? Where is everyone? Keifel, what? have you abandoned the Yard?