The weather’s foul

And I am sick.

 

I can’t tell whether I’m too hot or too cold. I don’t know if I’m full or hungry. I want to have a nice good long sleep but my hyper-active mind can’t rid itself of all the million thoughts a minute wandering.

 

I did manage to re-read a book by Agatha Cristie, “With the pricking of my thumb”. I wonder if her writing can be called literature or is it just purely genre stuff. Nonetheless I enjoy reading her books though I’m forever getting the sense that I have read every single book that she ever wrote but I can’t remember any one’s plot.

 

[chic]

多谢多谢，现在全好啦。：) 都是天气太怪惹得祸。
赫赫，我早过了看侦探小时睡不着觉得阶段了。唯一对付不了的是 Stephin King 的玩意儿，所以从来不看。：)

[nymph]

好好睡一觉，多喝水，别胡思乱想。
又，看了她的书后，你能睡得着吗？ :)

Take care.