It's midnight. The alarm will be going off in less than five hours. I'm wide awake. I lay there in bed for a couple hours with my mind running off on a mess of tangents. Finally, I got up to read some blogs for a while.
Over at Gnat-Bottomed Towers, Aril wondered about "Mayday!" How did a spring day turn into a call for help? Turns out it is from the French 'm'aidez'.
Interesting.
And I wondered why I never wondered about that before.
Midnight is weird, I woke up at that time over the weekend and I could hear in the distance the sound of Karma Chameolon played by Culture Club. It was a wedding party playing old hits. Music has been on my mind ever since!
ReplyDeleteIt's always darkest just before dawn. I had a sleepless night and my head going off into tangents too.
ReplyDeleteIt's frustrating when that happens. I watch the clock ticking through the hours thinking that surely I must doze off soon.
ReplyDeleteAh, the wee small hours...but definitely a constructive blog wander.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing that tidbit. Now I know. (and I also wonder why I never wondered about that before)
ReplyDeleteI think I've read that before, but it was nice to be reminded!
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