I seem to have developed an (admittedly rather mild) case of insomnia. In fact, I don’t want to annoy people who do have insomnia, so perhaps I’ll simply call it “a bit of sleeplessness”. It’s not serious, but definitely annoying enough to be the topic for this week’s Sunday Tittle Tattle!
I’ve always been rather proud of my ability to sleep like a log: for years, not only did I sleep for a good nine hours at night, I enjoyed a daily afternoon nap too. And when I say sleep, I’m talking about the sort of comatose state that needs a natural disaster to disturb it. An airhorn in the earhole. And when I say nap, it would never have been less than two hours. Anything up to four. FOUR HOURS!
Oh, how things have changed. I cannot nap, now, even when the opportunity presents itself. I lie there thinking about all of the things I should be doing, whereas before I used to gladly wriggle one leg under the duvet (never both, because then that counts as a proper sleep) and conk out for the lion’s share of the afternoon. How to Hibernate…
I used to like to think that I slept so well because I was just so busy for the rest of the time. Like a performance racing car, working intensely for as long as I could possibly stand it and then crashing out on the bed until my brain had recovered. Perhaps that was the case, or perhaps, as is more likely, I simply could. The time was available to me, with no responsibilities other than w...