23 december

I turned off my alarm - there was no reason for it - no cause to rise, no time which required action, at least on my part. I turned up the heat and imagined one of those frozen hotel rooms that doesn't warm up until you're already asleep and you wake up suddenly well after midnight, totally parched and with nothing left to drink but water from the tap, so you take the little paper hat with the hotel logo off the top of the glass tumbler on the tray with the ice bucket streaming its plastic waterfall locks into oblivion dreaming of the ice machine that never comes to call.