On the fourth day of our holiday at the resort, I woke up at 5:30AM and between that and the time I finally got out of bed, I had like ten short story dreams. I kept having one dream after another. In between each dream, I would come awake only to realize that that was yet another dream and then go back to the next dream. It was so useless and I only managed to step out of it when the Frisband woke me up to go for breakfast.
At around 9:00AM, we headed out to Tin Mine for breakfast. It was more crowded than the last two mornings.
My sweet love and his yoghurt.

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