At least once a week I have one of these crazy nights where I go to sleep at a reasonable hour but wake up during the first dream of the night. I don't know what I was dreaming about before I woke but I couldn't fall asleep again so got up to read my blog statistics, answer some comments and check my email. It's incredibly quiet - not even any sounds of cars in the distance. The possums, which were very noisy outside my window earlier tonight must be sleeping. Sleep definitely calls, so I won't be saying much more at this time of the morning. It's already 1.30 am. I've killed a lone mosquito that was buzzing around my head - at least it can't disturb my sleep. I know that all of this is absolute trite, but I figure that a lot of people are plagued with bouts of insomnia and will sympathize with me. Two cups of tea and two pieces of toast in me, it's probably time to get some shut eye. More coherent blog will follow tomorrow, or, if not tomorrow then the day after.
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