I dared to look at the clock through the night. It didn't feel like it was time to get up but there's only so long that you can stare at the back of your eyelids before fatigue sets in. 3:04AM, damn it. 
"control your thoughts Chris, relax and you will drift back off......just don't think about work, oh god. 
What woke you? Maybe I am unsettled by the phone call from my sons mum. Oh shit I'm thinking about that now." maybe I will just lay here. Next thing was I was finally e mailing my long lost sister. The nerves in my body were fast asleep and so it felt easy. 
4:30AM. Why don't I watch 'I'm a celebrity get me out of here' on itv player since I missed it.? Ah, because after that it will be only one hour until I get up for work. 
Anyway I did watch some of it and then managed to get an hours sleep. 

I then noticed that my e mail had been bounced as if it was spam. I contacted my older brother who said he would sort it. There was a moment where it became apparent that he had been the first of my brothers to contact this new relative. I had planned to be the first but it was probably better that I wasn't. 
Now I get to rewrite my e-mail 'sans' animosity towards my father. 

I worked three and a half hours over on top of a day where as much as I tried to do good work, the artwork I had been given was imperfect and I didn't spot it. I had the displeasure of being grunted at for not spotting it. In fact I had spotted it now and the person responsible had no idea and was getting no grunts his way. Hey it's all part of work and I'm lucky that I like my job. 

I should write more but L A Noire needs attending to as I've got Modern Warfare 3 arriving this week.