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I don’t understand things sometimes. Quite easily, I can become confused by a word or a look or a tiny event and then I just can’t help but wonder why my life should happen in one particular way and not another. I always end up asking for answers I can’t have.
A small part of this discontent started when I used to go to bed at night. Possibly not every night, but most nights, very many of my nights, would turn into something quite incomprehensible.
You can imagine me, I’m sure, tucked up in the customary way with my eyes closed and my body comfortably slipped between two familiar, peaceful sheets in a quiet and sensible atmosphere of repose. Think of that undistracting time before morning where there are no dogs, no engines, no voices, only an infinite extension of the still and dark and gentle air now dozing above my face. And here I am, ready to drop snug asleep in exactly the perfect place to cash in my day. Only then I don’t sleep.
Instead I find I take strange exercise. I am tired and unathletic and I am weary back in to my blood and bone, but I willingly waste the priceless hours next to daybreak in an activity which is neither rest nor sleep.
Not surprised, just disappointed, I discover I am having sex again.
- From A. L. Kennedy's "So I Am Glad", p.1, 1995 (Jonathan Cape Random House, UK)