Well this is certainly a welcome rarity. I was once more sat, listlessly wishing away another evening that threatens to withhold sleep; and suddenly I find myself equipped with both the desire and motivation to take up my weapon of choice and begin to write, for the second evening in succession.
Perhaps this is a small victory over my eternal nemesis; the demonic-insomniac that so often chases away my hopes for good nights sleep.
Usually upon finding myself under its numbing grasp, my mind is too fractured to string together ideas, or to concentrate for more than the most fleeting of moments, making writing something coherent all but impossible. I have no idea what has changed, but I intend to make the most of it.
No victory such as this can come without a price; tomorrow will be laborious, as was today. I believe I may have managed to sleep for around four hours last night, having woken up earlier than my alarm (on the sofa) to the sound of the city waking up. I dare say tonight will follow a similar pattern. I will, no doubt, by sat here typing away beyond midnight unable to switch of the constant noise between my ears.
I said I hit the wall in yesterday’s entry, and I am certain that was the worst of it; so having now passed it, I must be working my way back into a healthier sleeping pattern. This morning actually found me feeling more refreshed and rested than I have on any other morning this week, such signs tend to foretell the return of sleep. I hope that remains true.
Midnight is drawing in around me. I think perhaps, that I may let this moment of motivation pass and attempt to sleep. Writing this entry appears to have calmed me down, and I think the sandman may be close by.
At least I can enjoy this perfect silence whilst I await him, another rarity; silence in the city. Well, there will be once this computer has shut down.
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