Asylums

I haven’t been writing much (online or in general, even on Gladys!) lately as my concentration has been so bad. In the last couple of months I have been suffering with terrible bouts of insomnia. Previously I had been staying awake for three or four days at a time, until my body would just crash. I thought that it had stopped (I am not really sure why it is happening) but I seem to have hit another bout too. It’s Tuesday evening and the last time I slept was on Saturday night. I have tried to just get into bed, listen to quiet music, read a book, watch a film, but my mind is wired and just will not let me sleep. I have been mostly productive over the last 24 hours by redesigning my portfolio website. It’s been a while since I dipped my toes in a bit of web design, but I do enjoy being creative in that respect and it’s always a pleasure going back through years of images.

I have become quite obsessed with Florence & The Machine‘s cover of “I Can’t Speak French” (originally by Girls Aloud. I don’t normally put MP3s online but if you want to hear it, it’s here. I saw her at Glastonbury and remember feeling a bit violated, but perhaps it was due to it being on the Sunday afternoon when my body was practically dead and I was, again, unslept. Incidentally, her song Girl With One Eye is really good too.

I took a knife and cut out her eye
I took it home and watched it wither and die
Well, she’s lucky that I didn’t slip her a smile
That’s why she sleeps with one eye open
That’s the price she paid

Anyway…

Mostly when I am in these insomniac modes I don’t seem to eat either. I’ve eaten nothing for 24 hours and don’t even seem to be hungry. But I do luckily have a yummy boyfriend that loves to cook, and is damn good at it, so I am now going to head over to his for Spanish tortilla goodness and a whole lot of loving.

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