I love to travel. I know that many will not believe that, but it’s true. The crowded airports, the delays and the lost baggage. Oh, I love it. But I don’t like arriving at my destination, because inevitably it means that I need to start adjusting to the new time and place.
I am finding it a much more daunting task getting readjusted to Eastern European Standard Time than what I remember. Insomnia is confusing, especially when one knows they should be tired. It’s given me plenty of time to work on my musical (picture werewolves on the moon...with, you know, singing) and movie (just a small town girl, living in a lonely world). I may have gotten those mixed up, but I’m not sure.
But I can say that I have significantly more time than what I’m used to. I guess that’s what happens when you’re only getting two or three hours of sleep a night.
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I'm intrigued by werewolves on the moon singing...are they in some kind of spacesuit or are they extraterrestrial werewolves who can function in no oxygen?
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