Arggggg…. 7:15 says the clock… I am miles away from being ready and my traditional 6:30 is like a faded dream; my mind is still searching for something and not the least important… the trouser I am supposed to wear. How on earth can I lose a trouser in a small room with only one cupboard? No doubt, this morning “turtle mode activated” and I can tell you… nothing in common with the “Ninja Turtles”…. And not even the one from La Fontaine… nope, rather the cousin of the sloth or the manatee.
A Fish on a Hill 