10.30pm – puts on bedside radio with sleep timer, falls asleep during first song.
12am – wake up needing the loo. Familiar, dreaded feeling of wakefulness. Brain has woken up. Trying to drag self down into unconscuousness is like pushing a cork beneath the surface of water.
12.30am – finished reading the interesting parts of the Internet, picks up a random book and stares at some pages hoping eyes will get heavy.
1am – gets peckish and raids the fridge for a glass of milk and some biscuits. Remembers the R Whites lemonade ad, then recalls that Elvis Costello’s Dad wrote the jingle. Useless trivia filling brain.
1.30am – if I fall asleep now I can still get 6 hours of sleep. Why is my right leg aching just above the knee?I haven’t injured it or walked a lot today. Great, something else starting to break down.
2.15am – bollocks. Loo again. Where the hell is all this water coming from? Getting a dull headache from tiredness. Try another podcast to fall asleep.
3.20am – if I fall asleep now I can still get 4 hours sleep. Why is the house making so much noise? Wooden Kiwi houses creak and groan constantly, should have gotten used to that after 15 years.
3.30am – writing blog post about how insomnia sucks on phone. I can forget about getting a full day’s work in tomorrow, I know from experience I will manage to do about 3 hours work then the brain will pack in until I have been for a nap. It will wait until the bin vans and lawn mowers are at peak noise then decide it wants to sleep. The bastard.
Insomnia sucks.
3.30am – right, one more trip to the toilet then I’m putting on a particularly boring podcast. If I fall asleep now I might get zzzzzzz
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