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Hi, my name`s Hermit and I`m an insomniac...*giggles and goes back to seat now*
Seriously...had insomnia since my teens. Will go for a couple of months at a stretch being able to sleep normally, though am still always an early riser, being up at 5am most mornings, no matter what time I go to bed.
Then the bouts of insomnia happen and not only do I find it incredibly hard to go to sleep, but I wake some two/three hours later and that`s it, couldn`t be more wide awake yet knackered with it, if I tried.
Horrible thing, insomnia, as any other insomniac will tell you.
You ever notice how there is bugger all on the tv for us insomniacs? We don`t all have satellite tv, y`know...
so come on Beeb, how about catering for us sleep deprived folks eh?
We`re not all doing Open University courses...we don`t all wanna hear the same news being repeated ad infinitum...
how about some decent films that aren`t of the noir (read, dark and depressing) variety, or some great reruns of 70`s shows, I remember them you see and wouldn`t mind those being repeated. Hey, I pay my license, so am supposed to be allowed to have a say......
But most nights I don`t turn the tv on. Or read...must invest in some new books, think I have read all mine at least twice over and I do have a sizeable collection....
Some nights, weather permitting, I go out for a walk.
Like I did this past night/dawn.
So I got to see the sky lit like a softly glowing fire with the sun just below the horizon still, all rose gold and pink and warm looking despite the chill in the crisp air.
And I got to appreciate being alone in a sleeping world on a tiny island under that sky as I watched herons glide in to land on the pond at the side of the track and take their places like old fishermen beside the water.
And I got to listen to the sound of the sea kiss the shore softly in the still, calm air, and wonder how, even though we`re a quiet place here, I rarely hear that sound during the day.
There`s a special magic to early morning light. It seems, somehow, fresher, cleaner, new, unlike the faded rose light of an evening. This one seems full of promise for the day ahead.
I do like sunlight.
So there are plusses, to insomnia, I suppose....walking alone beneath a vast sky with only birds for company and the song of the waves in your ears is worth at least a little of the weariness.

And then the island begins to wake up, beasts start to complain at needing fed/milked/watered, people get into cars and fishing boats and the magic of silence is smothered again for a peedie while.
But no doubt tomorrow morning, weather permitting, yours truly will be out again watching the sunrise and enjoying the space and peace and solitude of an island morning.


*footnote* insomnia excuses my very frequent blonde days. Thank you for understanding...*winks**