The world seems a strange place today. Probably because I've had a few nights of insomnia and I've no idea if I'm coming or going at the moment.

Insomnia can be hell but over the years I've learnt to deal with it. I know early on when it's going to happen. Lying in bed for an hour or so listening to the rain outside and a million thoughts going round in my head.

The trouble now is that I can't stay up watching the Commonwealth Games. That event, this year from the world's greatest city - Melbourne, has now finished. No more the joy of watching late night table tennis, badminton and terrible English sprinters. No more trying to spot various family members at the outdoor road events.

Any more insomnia and I'll have to go back to reading! Not such a bad thing though since I've been re-reading all of Stephen Fry's books lately.

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