I’ve been so jet-lagged that I’ve only now realised Every Single Post I’ve done has mentioned how jet-lagged I am. How dull. But to be honest, it’s pretty fucking terrible.
Day 1: 2.5 hours’ sleep, awaking at 6.30pm
Day 2: 3 hours’ sleep, awaking at 5am
Day 3: 12 hours’ sleep, awaking at 5.30pm
Day 4: 4.5 hours’ sleep, awaking at 7am
Day 5: 2 hour’s sleep, awaking at 9pm, the nightly odyssey continues. I’m cracking open the 12 year old Dalmore in the hopes of falling into the arms of Morpheus pre-4.30am. But I have no whisky glasses so yes, I am drinking it out of a Henrick’s teacup. Cos that’s just how I roll. Don’t tell my Dad. It’s pretty much just under mixing it with coke.