Urban Vineyard

Somewhere near the top of Dotzheim.  I thought it looked pretty in the setting sun.

It was a long Wednesday.  And it was a long Wednesday after a schocking sleep.  I went to bed early and was very quickly asleep.  Woke up after what felt like ages to discover it had only been 90 minutes.  And it was repeated for the rest of the night.

I wouldn't have minded if I'd woken up from a beautiful dream every time, but it was more a sitting bolt upright in bed after yet another assault  from the hideous side of my imagination.  The dreams where I get shot are just not funny.

So.  It's just after 7.  I hope to make it until 10 and then we shall see what treats lie in store tonight.  I'm hoping my paisley-patterned Kevlar Pyjamas will ensure a good night's sleep.