Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleave of care ...

Today *could* be the start of a new regime. I was up at 5am this morning, catching an early ferry to meet a friend off a flight from the USA and take her to Cumbrae to do a stint in the cathedral as Acting Warden. As a result, I'm half dead and instead of blogging at midnight I'm doing it at 10.30pm. If I get to bed early, I may be able to rise early as well - though actually I find 5am just a little discomfiting. Somehow the inclusion of wailing seagulls in the dawn chorus is all too appropriate.

When I stopped work, I had this vision of myself rising early and leaping off to the pool or the gym to hone my aging carcass. No such practice has evolved. Instead I stay up till 2am and get only 6 hours of sleep in bed. However, I read that in the Middle Ages people would take a "first sleep" in the early evening and then stay up till the small hours blethering and quaffing. Maybe I should have lived in another era.

But I don't think I'd have liked the sanitation.

3 comments:

  1. Well - I *did* get up at 7.20am, and walked 1.36 miles very briskly before 8am. The sun was shining and I walked back along the West Bay. Now, three hours later it's raining - so I feel smug on several scores!

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  2. Anonymous8:35 PM

    Should I reach the age of sixty (God willing) this fact will make me happy that for a whole 20 years I will have done the exact right thing with my life - 'Slept' Getting it right for 20 years is no mean feat.

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  3. Anonymous1:24 AM

    I generally catnap for about 20minutes on the train on the way home - I recommend it for generally perking up the rest of the evening. It DOES make it harder to sleep at night but as I find it difficult to get up no matter how much sleep I've had it works pretty well for me.

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