Wild lupins.

I still feel half asleep. I have a list a mile long of things to do, and all I want to do is sleep late and take random walks. These lupins are beside the old railway line down at Seafield. 

I haven't tidied, (not true, I did run the vacuum round), I haven't followed up on social meetings. I haven't found the sudden urge to finish redecorating the hall. I just want to go for a nap and perhaps read a bit more of a book I've read before. 

I think I need my chakras balanced. 

Or perhaps I just need my arse kicked.