|Yep, that's me digging a hole in the sand.|
I am sure I slept like a baby that night!
I don't usually mentioned my nights. Basically because that's the time I sleep and not much else happens then. Well, apart from dreaming and they can get pretty weird and colourful. Last night however, sleep would not come.
I went to bed at a decent time (around midnight, since I don't have to work today) and then I lay in the bed. Facing the window. Then the ceiling. Then the door. Back to the window. And the ceiling. And... You get it.
About an hour into this I decided it wasn't going to happen any time soon, so I might as well get my book out. I read for about half an hour (the heroine was getting locked up by then) and tried again. Again though: no luck. Back to the book it was.
By the time the sun was close to getting up (at around 4am), I must have finally fallen asleep. Only to be woken up at 9am for some reason. It will have to be an early night tonight, I just hope the Sandman will come sooner...