Lie ins.

Fluffy pillow

cotton sheets

freshly washed, hard to beat

tired body

aching head

clinging to my comfy bed

curtains closed

becoming light

dependent on the distant night

 warming feet

duvet days

shielded from the sunny rays

ticking clock

stirring sleep

covers tangled in a heap

waking up

fight begins

for one more hour of my lie in.

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Insomnia!

I have absolutely no reason to still be awake. It is one thirty in the morning in London, UK. I am sitting here at the computer after an hour of tossing and turning next to my husband. The bed is getting tired of my movement, making awkward sounds as I turn from side to side. I’m worried I might wake him up; so I leave.

Why am I awake? Why am I restless? I am not used to being out of my usual sleep routine. That’s what holidays are for right? Instead, I feel guilty to relax. A lie-in feels wrong and unjustified.

I suppose that’s the downside of working in a school. Your body clock is always set for an early start and any other way just ruins it. The temptation now is to stay up until I’m exhausted and wait to conk out completely. Only to wake a few hours later as my husband goes to work to reset my body clock.

I may have to say ‘goodbye’ to the lie ins.