I lately wake up very early in
the morning quite naturally on account of having to work very early shifts.
Last night I thought I was late for my morning shift when it turned out that it
was actually seven ‘o’ clock in the evening and not many people tend to ring me
in the morning anyway. Then I woke up after an odd dream thinking that I’d
booked a bed and breakfast in a neighbouring hotel and needed to find out where
it was. I’d walked past the address a few days before and saw a park; a large
abandoned concrete structure that was being dismantled and a railway bridge;
but still couldn’t find the B & B. Then I remembered that I work in the
town where the B & B is and there were no such landmarks. Further sanity
refreshed me that I’d never even booked Clavendon House, so all my fears were
wasted. A good cup of tea was in order to wake up properly.
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