Trying to hurry sleep along by making pikelets. Or at least fixing the dough ready for later today when I get back up again.
I’m not really remotely insomniac, I sleep far, far too much. Just at the wrong time of day. Over August, it’s not been too much of a problem, and I’ve let myself get into the nocturnal patterns that come naturally to me.
But in September, other responsibilities resume, and I can’t get away with sleeping right the way through the morning quite so often. Early to bed tomorrow!