Oh no, I can't stand this...

... was the repeated tagline from Peace at Last, a storybook I used to love as a child. I'm not sure why it came to mind - perhaps the fact I, like the character Mr. Bear, haven't gotten too much sleep recently.

The picture above, like the one on the previous post below, was taken from the airplane on my flight back to London this weekend. I'm normally not a fan of flying, or of leaving Florida, but this flight was truly magical. The fact I was sitting with a ghost may have helped, along with the extra legroom. But the main thing was the clear skies and the incredible views resulting. The flight took us all the way up the eastern seaboard of the United States, over Newfoundland and across the Atlantic. The two pictures posted here are of the only cloudy bit - over the Carolinas - which were actually the only ones that came out (the others were just photos of glare on the plane window). The rest of the flight I was able to look down over the East Coast and admire the beauty of the world and the American continent. All my normal nerves of flying were completely forgotten.

Unfortunately, my week of fun and yesterday's dumbass schedule paid back today when I literally couldn't stay awake at work. I woke up with a start as my head started to fall forward on so many occasions I lost count. No amount of coffee, diet pepsi or ice water would prevent me from dozing off, sometimes even while having a conversation with someone! Of course, it's now 12.30pm and I feel wide awake and not at all like sleeping.

Just before I force myself to go to sleep, I should point out the very first thing I did this morning when I got to the office was... book the period from Christmas Eve to January 8th as leave. Y'all know where I'll be.