I was tired enough a handful of hours ago that I was nodding off while typing; Now I can’t sleep at all, and am reduced to sending blog updates to amuse myself.

Somewhere below there is a security patrol car doing a slow sad lap of the car park across the road.

Creepily, I have just noticed that the bedside light projects an image of everything on the bedside stand onto the ceiling. I can make out my US cellphone in some detail, though the TV remote is a featureless shape, as is the alarm clock radio thingy.

Part of the sleeping problem, I think, is that I’ve still got a low-grade illness going on, so there are intermittent bouts of fever, making it damn near impossible to get the bed at a comfortable temperature. I picked up some aspirin yesterday, blithely ignoring the “OMG, Asthmatics Beware!” notation on the box I might add, so I’m thinking I’ll take another one of those, try getting back to sleep, and if I’m still awake in another hour, I’ll say ‘enough’ and hit the hotel fitness centre for a while.
If I’m going to be involuntarily awake, I may as well get something out of it.

~~~

Well, there may have been fifteen minutes or so of uninterrupted sleep in there, but overall I’d call it a failure.
Off to the gym.