monday morning

Monday morning woke up at eight, it was a splendid morning cool before the day becomes serious and demanding attention  belonging to the 1% of people born before the second world war, I'm often awake  in the night before falling asleep again  my first thought was not profound, but about coffee, I had to drink it black since  I had forgotten to buy milk switched on the computer, reading the news scanned an article about the lack of sleep that only spoke to the middle classes to those who sit in nice offices filling in forms and are unspecified planners of something they think is important not about building workers, or about those who begin their day at six, shift workers were overlooked, ditto the army of cleaners  a psychologist from Leeds had a word in  he had nothing relevant to say other than He had a doctoral degree in sleep not to be undone, an article about X that was tendentious with no understanding how important is it for our future Dismayed, I went back to bed thinking how idiotic the world is, full on self important people and their tiny world