Slept OK. After much havering and hawing I took one tablet last night. As ever, it’s virtually impossible to know what effect such a low dose has, but whatever combination of things, I did sleep alright. Woke up a couple of times, apparently confused about how long or if I’d been asleep and tapped my white noise back on and fell into slumber once more. I feel less hungover than I did yesterday, possibly because I’m further away from the vague psychic and physical effects of being in a car all day, so that’s all good. The weights felt a bit lighter today too, so I’ll be adding that to the balance of wakefulness. It did take a while to crawl out of bed, mind. The allure of just falling back to sleep was very strong, but eventually I overcame it with my will to get the hell on with the day.
This week we’re back to more or less normal – no weird unexpected bank holidays, no conventions to set up and hotels to try and sleep in, no road trips or shows in distant lands. I am out every night except Tuesday though, and that’s going to have to be an admin heavy evening. FUN. Tonight: Ben’s book launch, Wednesday: teaching, Thursday: improv, Friday: Shakespeare at Nottingham Playhouse. We can do this team! Shadow Me has been happily in abeyance this last few weeks, though I’ve felt his ghost chuntering away late at night – not so close as to be fully audible, just gnawing away at the background fabric of my reality; ignorable right now.
Yep, that’s it from me this morning. Things to do.
