It's currently nearly 3am.
Tomorrow I want to.
Call the music school.
Call the pianist about listening to a lesson.
Call the singing teacher.
Message about theatre.
Go see National Theatre 50 at the cinema.
Make a now-till-end-of-year plan.
Write up some programme stuff, for 30.11 aaand January.
That's that.
OH and I also want a nice breakfast.
So.
For me to get this, I must get sleepy.
Love and light.
Yours truly.
M.
