… a distant concept called sleep… I used to be able to fall asleep anywhere; the bus, the sofa, a plane before take off. Now I’m lucky if I get a full night’s sleep in the comfort of my own bed.
Today is Saturday. And I woke up at 5:10am. It’s now 6:30 & I’m showing no signs of finding my way back to the land of nod. So I’ve got up & had breakfast instead.
They say it’s your body preparing you for life with less sleep. But I’ve said it before & I’ll say it again – do I not deserve this last few weeks?!
Bump’s dad, of course, is sleeping soundly beside me. If that isn’t criminal enough, he elbowed me in the head in his sleep. This Saturday is not off to the best start.