Insomnia ; I can’t get no sleep……

For the last few days both Leakhana and I have had really bad sleep patterns. We can’t blame it on Grace as she hasn’t been too bad. We haven’t been going to bed too early, haven’t been drinking and have been eating well. I feel like I am sleeping about an hour at a time at best.This morning we both woke up at about 3a.m and at 5a.m, I said to the wife ” Bugger this….I am getting up and going to the riverside to take some photos”. After showering and drinking a strong coffee, I headed out of The Compound and two things struck me immediately. Some arsehole shithead thief had used the cover of night and had stolen our second waste basket ( this one was a few weeks old ) and the villa next door was playing some radio show in Khmer at volume 10. I went over to tell the security guard to turn the damn radio down but…lucky sod….he was asleep. I cannot wait…one day I will catch one of those thieves and I will beat them into a pulp. The pettiness of it just shits me to tears. $3. Get your own fucking basket for christ sake.

So I headed off into the early morning………..yawning.

I keep forgetting what Phnom Penh is like at 5.30a.m. It is positively ALIVE with people setting up businesses, waste trucks prowling, dogs howling and all manner of human activity. The most obvious of activities is the exercising. People everywhere are stretching and power walking and high kicking and clapping and dancing. The riverside has these huge groups of mixed sex aerobic crews that jig away to the most awful music you have ever heard. People play shuttlecock,soccer,karate,ride bikes,fly kites and generally get the blood flowing.

I headed over to street 63 and got a coffee and now I am sitting here feeling like shit warmed up and wanting to be in bed with my two gorgeous girls. I hope they are sleeping………….

Deep in the bosom of the gentle night
Is when I search for the light
Pick up my pen and start to write
I struggle, fight dark forces
In the clear moon light
Without fear… insomnia
I can’t get no sleep

I used to worry, thought I was goin‘ mad in a hurry
Gettin‘ stress, makin‘ excess mess in darkness
No electricity, something’s all over me, greasy
Insomnia please release me and let me dream of Makin‘ mad love to my girl on the heath
Tearin‘ off tights with my teeth
But there’s no release, no peace
I toss and turn without cease
Like a curse, open my eyes and rise like yeast
At least a couple of weeks
Since I last slept, kept takin‘ sleepers
But now I keep myself pepped
Deeper still, that night I write by candle light
I find insight, fundamental movement, uh
So when it’s back this insomniac take an original tack
Keep the beast in my nature under ceaseless attack
I gets no sleep
I can’t get no sleep
I can’t get no sleep
I can’t get no sleep

I need to sleep, although I get no sleep
I need to sleep, although I get no sleep

FAITHLESS ; INSOMNIA
( one of my favourite songs believe it or not……)

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