For the second day running, I slept for shit. Bad dreams, too hot, too many things running in my mind. I've been in and out of bed since 5am this morning. I can't stay in bed when I'm awake cause my back starts playing up, but at the same time, I'd like to be there when the girl wakes up. She's currently snoring away – lucky girl. She doesn't know how beautiful she is just lying like that and she doesn't believe me when I tell her so.
The beaver is a proud and noble animal
Notes from a bemused canuck