Mar 14, 2012 09:01
Thought I'd have an early night. Went to bed at 12 (which for me is early).
And my neurons all lay in their blankets and I lay in bed and sleep was a touch elusive. Didn't bother me much. 2am passed and I was mildly annoyed. 3am came and went and the best I managed was a not-quite doze that had me fretting and turning over every five minutes.
At 5am I thought there really ought to be unconsciousness on the cards.
At 6 I wondered where this eternal optimism of 'I'll fall asleep in a minute' had come from as it seemed pretty clear I wasn't going to. Somewhen after 7 there was some sort of sleep; and then the doorbell rang at 8.15 'cos the plumbers had turned up.
I feel a bit peculiar.
disagreements with morpheus