the thing about life
09/06/2007
We’re back. We touched down a few hours ago, had something to eat (because I refuse to ever eat another plane meal again, I’m usually starving by the time we land anywhere), got home, cleaned up, changed the bedsheets, moisturised properly for once in 10 days and tried to sleep. Unsuccessfully.
The irony. Couldn’t get enough of it on vacation, but when I get home I can’t sleep when it counts. My good hours are supposed to be at 9am. I can’t even wake up then.
Tokyo was magnificent. We finally got to know her a lot better on the last few days, but had to leave just as we were getting familiar – before the contempt set in, which I appreciate. We’ll always look back on this trip and remember having a fantastic time.
I think it was a good break, now that we’re back to reality we probably have to get a move on things, but that’s life right? No rest for the wicked.
