Goodnight, Frida

I just caught myself falling asleep at my office desk! 
Awaking from a mini-dream about purple labels, I found that I'd lost a whole two minutes. Something tells me I'm not at my best right now. 

The guy I spoke to yesterday is still alive today. He is coming to see me tomorrow. I'm waiting for my yoga class to start, in the Trinity rooms. Could not be bothered to walk all the way home and turn round then go out again. Meanwhile, the sofa is very comfortable.