Awake awake

And here I am again. Fully wide awake. This is when my day starts. Sorry kids, I really do my best, and it's ok as long as I'm imparting knowledge in class. Just don't expect me to play football. I can't. But I think kids know, how they know I haven't a clue. Just as the perfect man knows. They don't batter me or beat me around, they give it easy on the physique to me. They kind of know that my body is sleeping, or resting at its best. Not now. And now, hey presto, I can feel the earlier fall. My ankle hurts, my neck hurts, and my unbelievably, my butt hurts. And it's not as if I didn't have a cushioned fall. Geeze it must have been bad, Mister is asking if I'm ok every five minutes. And I'm sorry to have scared a little person who was waiting for me. She's a damn bright as a button and precocious little person, but I think I must have gave her a fright. She was so concerned if I was ok. Awesome girl, love her to bits. I'm still sorry about the fright, she really didn't deserve it. But, selfishly, it's nice to have a little one come and see if you're ok. Although I'm still sorry, and I wouldn't have fallen if I had had the choice. Oh dear these little people have changed me so much. So so much. Right now I could probably do all the work I do in a whole day just in an hour. I'm that awake. And of course it's the time when the whole word will be sleeping. I think I'd be better off living in Canada.