
There I was. Lying in bed for two and a half hours unable to fall asleep. It's now two in the morning and after typing "help I can't sleep" into google, I came across an article saying if you haven't fallen asleep within thirty minutes of getting into bed, it's best to get up and do something. And since I have been somewhat rejecting my blog recently I thought I'd update this and see whether or not my eyes will become heavy, and I'll fall into a contented slumber.
I think the problem comes from being unable to switch off my mind. For some reason the most mundane and stupid things seem to take on an overly important role in my head. I'll give you an example. I recently bought a mango. I love mangos, they have to be my most favorite fruit. And after having one today I still had one left for tommorow. I had minor difficulties peeling the mango with a knife, so whilst trying to fall asleep suddenly my mind went, "Use a vegetable peeler!" My mind then got very excited about the prospect of applying the peeler to the mango it seemed to want to bath in its own ingenius glory all night. It just wouldn't shut up. (I am aware I'm refering to my mind as a seperate entity, but I swear at times it is.)
Then another problem arose. I suddenly thought how nice it would be to start running again. So I set my alarm for 6:30 and closed my eyes. Suddenly my consious was being polluted with thoughts of what route to take, which t-shirt would be most suitable, where did I put my shorts? I then couldn't escape it. Ahhhhhh! Why oh why is it impossible to shut it up?!? I'm tempted to take some flu medicine that would make a bull on viagra collapse in his tracks. But if I do that, I'll pretty tired for the rest of the day after. Getting irritable and snappy at people and lamp posts. I also remembered that if I was to go for a run, I would need to charge my shuffle. So I plugged in the shuffle to find the music on it had gone. (Presumebly from being powerless for months on end) So I ended up compiling a new playlist.
The other night I remembered that I needed to go to sainsburys. I then compiled a list. Added to it. Remembered things I'd forgotten on my last trip. Then priced it up. Why? What on earth was the point of that? I then started to get edgy about forgetting what it was I wanted to get so I made a list. That's right a list. I just became a pensioner. Had I written it on the back of a cut out cereal packet I would have jumped out the window, but as it was in electronic form I can put off wearing bache for a little while longer.
Well so far still not tired. Yet I am finding that the keys are harder to hit accuratly.