Morning wind and unsweetened coffee.

Sleep is just not here... oh such joy
Sleeping patterns are all fucked but that's ok, I have shoegaze for lonely nights.
If only the wind was a lot colder.
It'd be lovely for once.
Where is the cloud architect?
The sun shines a bit too much and the heat is unbearable.
My mind is too tired to think things straight at the moment.
I must sleep now... until next time!