Don’t you hate it when you can’t sleep? You want to. You’re tired. But somehow that elusive land of nod is unreachable. You have a shower. Remake the bed. Read until your eyes glaze over. But as soon as the light goes off, your brain switches on.
For the last half an hour I’ve been worried whether I’ve ordered the right sized Macabi Skirt. I’ve bought one over the internet. That is what I did when I first couldn’t get to sleep. I have. Phew. Actually it’s a rather groovy skirt – not in looks – in fact in looks it’s rather daggy. With a series of clips it can turn itself into long pants or shorts. It has big pockets and a hidden money type pocket. It dries in under an hour. Great for travelling, hiking, fishing. Essential to my mostly sedentary lifestyle where I suspect it will simply be… daggy. Ah well. At least I’ve got a groovy colour. Claret.
You see you think you’re tired. You yawn. Your eyes feel sandy. There’s a dullness in the back of your brain. But hit the hay and forget it. It’s as if your eyelids have springs. And it’s not like I’ve been overindulging in coffee.
It must be the tea. Right. That’s it. No more English Breakfast for me after 6pm.
In the meantime have you been to the Archetrek site recently…