Tomorrow, I will make the prelimary changes, then shelve it for a while. I have an Anna Barbauld essay to write, plus the Charlotte Perkins Gilman one to do. I am nowhere near plotting the post modern one and I have a lecture to attend on that subject on Thursday. Hubby has his second operation next Wedsnesday, if indeed there is a bed for him - hospitals are on black alert at the moment (chronic bed shortage).
Mentally, I am wide awake though it is a little past midnight - physically I am so tired, I am mute by it.
Shame - such a shame,
Think I've kind of lost myself again...
...fade - made to fade,
Passion's over-rated anyway.
(Massive Attack - Dissolved Girl)