I knew that this morning I was going to be 'paying for it' so after an extra hot, extra long shower, I worked some peppermint leg oil into my ankles, knees, wrists, shoulders; all the joints I could reach. I rummaged around for my 'workout' wear because I wanted that kind of support today. By the time I got to the kitchen I was a walking peppermint support stocking.
The light danced behind my eyelids as I took some deep breaths. The orange light soon turned into warm light, wrapped itself around me and in through the top of my head.
As I dressed and brushed teeth, the thoughts and inspiration grew and swirled around the bathroom. By the time I exited to put the kettle on I'd already settled on a title. It felt like a scene from that movie, 'Limitless'.
The beach road is lit for most of the mile or so walk into the village, so I sit with my thoughts and the sheep for a bit, and contemplate my pre-sunrise toothpaste-trek.
The darkness is definitely lingering this morning. It's about five thirty now and its still pitch dark. Usually I start to be able to make out a shape of something out there but not this morning. I finish my tea and curl up under a furry blanket with the sound of the waves lulling me down.
I'm stirred by a dog slapping his wet muzzle on my neck obviously wondering whether I've expired, and I roll over laughing. It's already a great day.