Cursing in my sleep…

"Life is like a landscape. You live in the midst of it, but can describe it only from the vantage point of distance..." - Charles A. Lindbergh

The weather has been crazily hot.

I will usually sleep as snug as a bug in a rug and only will wake up at the blast of the alarm. But lately I have not been sleeping well. It’s been going on for weeks, I can’t get a decent sleep at all because every time I fall asleep my body will start sweating profusely, and I end up waking up in the middle of the night feeling uncomfortable and soaking wet and I will inevitably be cursing in my sleep.

And most often than not, despite my wet and sticky body, dear hubby will hug me tight and rock me gently back to sleep.

Yang, I think the air-cond is in need of servicing.

(Swimming in my dreams)

My throat is dry
My knees are weak
It's so damned hot
I can't even speak

Walk in my shadow
I can't take it anymore
When I get you in the shadows
I gonna show you what it's for...