Another week of work is done. I am tempted to hole myself up in my bed all weekend, but I know I will have to get out and do things. I always find myself getting more tired at this time of year. Maybe it’s to do with the changing of the clocks, or the heating being turned up and knocking you out in the process, or just the increasing need to be in or on something cosy (steady).
There is nothing more cosy than your own bed. Especially when it’s just you in it.