So last week, I apparently woke up in the middle of the night and jotted what I thought at the time was truly inspired and poetic and fell peacefully asleep, satisfied to know I had managed to write it down this time. I blissfully released the whole event from my mind.
But on waking up, I discovered this:
And promptly fell into hysterics the like of which I’ve never had before. Please, what does it MEAN???