late nights and lost socks…

late nights and lost socks...

As I settled down into bed and reached to turn my bedside light off I realised a few things; 1- I was having an unintended late night (its after 10pm you see). 2- It might be milk, but it’s in a cobra glass so it counts as beer right?!  3-  Sadly I’ll be glad it’s not beer and that I have a clear head in the morning when I’m looking for the mate to that God dam frikkin’ sock. How life changes 🙂 Lots of love, S xx ps – fuck knows what the pen means