FIVE QUID WINGS:
If I could work through the evenings & nights I would.
The heat is too much for me, slows me up, smothers thoughts
in treacle sludge. City streets smell tired as I try not
to sweat clinging to the shade to remain sane. When the sun
goes down I come alive, perhaps I’m turning?
Listening to Fire! Orchestra ‘Enter’
(K)
Karl Hyde 
Oh yes, this years summer is wonderful indeed!
I work or wake all night long and sometimes i don’t sleep so today,for alive an lovelly sunny summer day..It’s okey but i know the best place to be in the night is the bed and into loving arms.