hate to admit it but the older i get (sigh) the worse i'm hit by jetlag. once upon a time, i adjusted seamlessly across the different time zones but not this time. maybe i should heed my doctor friend's advice to talk a long walk in the sun. but my liver spot phobia is already on the brink of pathological, what more voluntarily subjecting myself to all that UV light.
on my first morning back, was up at 3am, ordered maccas for breakfast (yay for maccas delievery!) and didn't go back to sleep till 1pm. of course, i slept till dinner time. yesterday was a little better, woke at 5am and was eventually lured out of the house by the promise of fish porridge and carrot cake. slept from late morning till tea time too :( and today, well, let's just say i've gotten 2 x 8h blocks of sleep in the last 24h. so it's quite horrific, really, that i'm sleeping for 2/3 of the day given the precious little time i've in the +65. also, i'm now sleeping in singapore time (midnight till 7am) and then again from 1pm to 8pm (new york time) IN THE SAME DAY. uh, where did london sleep schedule disappear to?! this does not bode well for the big exam i've to sit the moment i return to the UK.
(sorry to bore you with mundane details of how much sleep i'm getting. that's about as exciting as my life is right now.)
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