Sitting here by the fire, my feet still cold…..
and the sounds of high winds outside,
the ticking of the clock on the wall
and the deafening sound of no traffic,
fills me with delicious,
puffy cheeked smugness!
This is 3.30am ~ ‘ME’ time…..
No one will phone me,
I have no desire or need to
answer social media messages ~
unless I choose to……
No one will knock at my door…..
It’s just me, my books, pencils and paints…..
and the sounds of night before light.