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I don’t do diaries. Firstly, who has the time? Secondly, aren’t they a girl-thing? But, on the advice of my sleep therapist Jen, I am to keep a daily log of random thoughts in the hope that she might find an explanation to my interrupted sleep. A month of waking up at 3 am every morning is the kind of disruption I don’t like. It has become intolerable.
So Jen, you get your way. Here is my log (let’s not call it a diary).
Dream Journal Log #1
“Today, as I was subediting my 12th feature story, my mind started to drift to last year’s jaunt with Gabby to Ranthambore. A majestic holiday, on all levels. The Oberoi was sublime, the wild animals even more so. Gabby says the mystic of India is like a drug that courses through her blood. Maybe that’s the malady that’s causing my sleeplessness. Maybe my subconscious self is hankering to escape this urban wasteland and set myself free into the jungle where even the wild panthers are less dangerous than the cougars in the office. Until my next escape, I might need a memento to remind myself that freedom is just a plane-ride away …”
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