Is it too soon to say that it’s a nice day? Possibly. Is it too early in the day to wish someone a good morning? For sure, not. Is it too early in the morning to be starting in on the blog? Heck, yeah!
What did I dream of last night? I’m sorry, but I can’t really remember. I was too full of the comforts of being asleep – wrapped in a double-thick duvet, head atop a just-right pillow.
What have I thought about this morning? Nothing much aside from taste and toothpaste, hot showers and cold, icy pavements.
What ground-shaking events have occurred here in the winter-stricken, northern wastes of England? Well, it’s cold and the sun has not yet tipped over the horizon, so nothing much.
So why am I bothering to write on an empty brain? Hmm – maybe I’ll let you know later, when I’m awake. Watch this space.