It’s not fun anymore staying up late in my house.
Simon is here tomorrow so at least I’ll have a fellow insomniac to sleep talk at. I love when he asks if I want a decaf at 3am.
Liam your comfy bed has spoilt me I just can’t settle in mine.
Ok this is my last attempt I’m going to drink Horlicks, douse my bed in lavender, listen to talk radio and deep breath (in for 7 out for 11.) If that doesn’t work I’m going to take up early morning raving.
Goodnight goodnight says the moon to the rabbit.