All night

 I am an unrepentant insomniac who is at her most creative in the wee hours of night til ghostly exhaustion kicks in, some time the following morning. I haven't seen much daylight lately. I'm cooking a vitamin D deficiency. No added salt.

  After about a year of contemplation, I set about cleaning my room on this particular night. Just me, my room and Cafe del Mar.  The Cafe del Mar was crap and I should have gone with Martha Wainwright.

 I've put a very sizable dint in the chaos of  dust, rubbish and clothes. Burned sticks and cones of incense and a scented yellow candle to help dispel the demons of disorganisation and decrepitness.

 I just learned a new word. You might like this.

 Tatterdemalion.   A person dressed in rags...a ragamuffin.  What an excellent word!

 Anyway, I am also day one of quitting smoking. I wonder if I'll ever fall asleep again?

 I tend to get very productive when I'm not smoking. Very productive and also very food-consuming. It's a hand to mouth thing.

 I was reading another woman's blog and this inspired me to start my own. I do have one floating around somewhere which I started,oh, about eight years ago. Can't find it.

 Thanks for reading, or not.   Night Night.