Tiredness is my enemy.
I slept okay last night, but still woke up feeling like I’d been hit by a moderate-sized truck. There were a couple of things I was hoping to get done today, that I’ve had to simply write off down to experience. My main project is to get through to tomorrow and actually feel awake, rather than the curious sensation of being half-stoned that I have at the moment.
Edinburgh is a full-scale experience- the walls scream so many adverts for so many shows, it’s difficult to imagine that there really is this much going on at the same time. At the moment, my biggest worry is the fact that I’ve got two articles to do, and I haven’t yet worked out exactly how I’m going to get them from my laptop to the people who need them. I hate not being at home, and I hate not having easy access to the net.
I’m very grateful for the Hostel where I’ve ended up- it’s loud, vibrant and clean, and my 8-bed dorm is currently taken up with a gang of thoroughly entertaining teens who I’ve semi-befriended. It’s nice to actually be mixing with people, rather than doing my usual “lurk in the corner and don’t say anything” method of dealing with new places. Was also able to speak to George, which was great, and I haven’t been quite so rampantly homesick today. It’s an after-effect of being so tired, and if I ever do this again, there’s no way I’m doing it by bus. Screw the expense- it’s not worth this level of tiredness.
I may try seeing something tonight (show-wise), as the next few days are going to be incredibly busy.
For the moment- I’m hopeful that I can get through this with my brain intact.