h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

...of chainsaws in the morning

No, really - especially after so little sleep! I actually went to bed three times last night: once nice and early, cos I was so knackered; once quite late, cos I'd failed to get to sleep; and once at 5AM, as a kind of last attempt.

At 10AM I woke up from a dream about chainsaws to realise there was somebody loudly revving an engine somewhere nearby. Only after it had been going for 10 minutes did I look out my window and realise that it was, in fact, someone with a chainsaw barely 20 feet from my open window.

Insomnia never used to be a problem for me - it was always something I watched my sister suffering from with the greatest of sympathy, and was glad to be free of myself. But lately I've been getting more and more frequent bouts of it, 'cos I can't get my head straight.

I'm just not sure what it is I'm aiming at any more; where I'm trying to get to; who I want to be. It's kind of daft, I know, but I just wish I had some grand purpose; some great ambition that I could justify what I do as steps towards; that I could concentrate my effort on achieving, step by step.

But life doesn't work like that - or mine doesn't, anyway - so there's not much point worrying about it really. So I suppose I'll just have to struggle on with the obvious necessities. Ah well, things to do, people to see...