The phone rang in the early hours of this morning. It is an odd sensation, to be roused from your dream-filled euphoria by something so merciless and caustic as a telephone ringing. That and alarm clocks - they both seem to have the same unrelenting qualities. Strangely, my mind finds some way to incorporate the sound into my dream - I will be living out some fantasy where I am the most famous man alive for inventing zero calorie chocolate, out for a stroll in Miami where I have been made King and all other men and unsightly women are banished, when out of nowhere a spaceship descends with a deafening pulsing shriek. As I wake from this surreal state, the noise continues and I realise that it is the phone/alarm. It is quite odd to process all of that, especially as I cannot be considered a morning person.
This morning, however, was news of the arrival of another family member. The birth of a healthy baby girl, my new niece. It is wonderful news, and I am very happy for my sister and brother-in-law. It worries me slightly because I still don't really understand the role of Uncle, and I am not rich enough to be eccentric (yet). I'm probably the last in a long list of people who you would consider for the responsibility of looking after your child - let's face it, I seem to be having difficulty looking after myself, let alone someone as dependent as a baby.
Congratulations to the Rentons for their new addition, I look forward to meeting her soon!
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