Sleepy...

Today has been one of those days. One of those days that starts at 9am with a Creative Writing seminar that seems to last for hours - will, it did really. We had to write something about memory, so I wrote about Taid. I found it surprisingly easy and was quite chuffed with myself for not crying. We also had to use one of five photos in this weird arty book and write something from the person in the photos perspective. These were my two options...

• A young girl sitting on a bus with punky pink hair, thinking about what colour to dye in next, or
• An old woman sitting in a cafe looking into her teacup, where she discovers a portal to a new world.

Both pretty ridiculous.