Same Old Sleepless Story
Isn't it just the way it is? Last night, I fell asleep almost straight away. I love it when I don't remember when I fell asleep. And now, tonight, insomnia strikes again. Too much stimulation before bed, I suppose. The Into The Woods DVD, followed by two chapters of Renee Fleming's book, The Inner Voice, which I just bought at Borders today. It's interesting how much I can glean from her insights and experiences on singing, even though she's a classical soprano and I'm... not. I'll probably have to read it several times over to really understand and apply what she's saying, but some things are already excitingly clearer to me.
I had hoped to establish some kind of early-to-bed-early-to-rise routine, but alas, that was not meant to be. So here I am with a glass of red wine( King Fish Shiraz 2005, $19.95 from NTUC), hoping it will knock me out. Glug, glug, glug....
I had hoped to establish some kind of early-to-bed-early-to-rise routine, but alas, that was not meant to be. So here I am with a glass of red wine( King Fish Shiraz 2005, $19.95 from NTUC), hoping it will knock me out. Glug, glug, glug....