Ever had that feeling that the world would be better if you only had wings? I had a really busy weekend but don't seem to have accomplished anything except bits and pieces of work, and then I wake up and its Monday morning and I have a panic because the 'undone' stuff starts kicking into my consciousness around 5 in the morning and gnaws away at any attempt to go back to sleep - see even this sentence lacks proper punctuation... and I live my life in the ellipses... Never mind, I think I have worked out a new tune on the guitar, though I am not sure I can remember it right now so I hope it will come back. Happy Monday, the start of the week that never ends - dear river, show me bright city lights.
