It’s a bit strange trying to shake off the effects of jetlag when you are staring out the window at 10pm and it is still light. It’s not like I have to get up and go to work so I quite enjoy the silence and stillness of lying awake in the early hours.
Had the clearest dream I have had in ages the other night. There were tiny Gullivers Travels sized, Far Side ‘esque people using the skirting boards around the house as a pathway for going about their business. I was stunned. This was an amazing scientific discovery. Crouching down for a closer look one of the little fellas stopped and was looking up at me. I realised he was shouting something to me. It was hard to hear so I got right down close to hear what he was saying. Turns out he was screaming “FUCK OFF!”.