Insomniacs are people too

First she wowed me with her musings on wanderlust, now she has me thinking about insomnia…

filthy wanderlust

London never sleeps. We’ve pumped it full of a lethal combination of prozac, caffeine, drugs, alcohol and useless hope, and now London has been robbed of its ability to slumber. Just like that, I have not had a good nights sleep since I started college (high school, for those of you reading this in America) and it’s driving me nuts. For those of you insomniacs who live in the country side, at the very least, you could spend your sleepless nights looking up at an unpolluted sky glittering with stars and breathe in pure, fresh air. I have nothing to marvel and admire except storm clouds, rain, hooligans and the occasional manic pigeon that enjoys flying into the windows of the homes of unsuspecting Londoners to scare the shit out of them.

If you’ve read my previous post, you’ll be aware of the horrible case of wanderlust that I battle…

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