3 am is a lovely time to be awake. It’s when all your demons come to life. Right now the hamster is going over my flight later today. Of course everything is ALWAYS worse at 3 am but I’m thinking that closing my eyes and humming may not be enough this time. So I’ve decided that on my way to the airport I’m going to take a picture of all the snow here in Montreal.
So that I can look at it just before take-off. It will be a great reminder of what I WON’T SEE after my 3-hour flight.
PS. If you’re thinking of robbing my house while I’m gone, I keep my valuables right next to the dogs’ food. (Dogs’. Proper grammar. More than one.)
PPS. I just noticed that I’m awake at 3 and that my flight is 3 hours. Coincidence? The hamster doesn’t think so and will probably make a game of figuring out its meaning between now and when the day officially starts.
PPPS. Speaking of games and in case you hate them as much as I do, the word is INSOMNIAC. (See title.)
PPPPS. I don’t really hate games. But I do hate being up at 3 AM.