I was getting up at seven thirty but now, with the lengthening days, I'm getting up at seven. I don't sleep well- and last night I had a dream that was all about not sleeping well in which I was staying at a hotel and my bedroom was also a great open hall- in which people were doing all sorts of things- including playing the piano.
Around midnight, either before or after the dream (I forget which) my mother called for me and I went in and she asked me what was going on and I said "Nothing" and she said something was- but then she lost her drift and apologised for getting me out of bed...
Around midnight, either before or after the dream (I forget which) my mother called for me and I went in and she asked me what was going on and I said "Nothing" and she said something was- but then she lost her drift and apologised for getting me out of bed...