Well, drat! I've come down with something - went to work today to find I'd half-lost my voice, and now I'm dizzy and running a temperature (cold torso, hot head). And I'm supposed to be driving to Buxton tomorrow! Am hoping to be significantly better in the morning - we'll see.
Went to Simon's dad's funeral yesterday. Simon said what I've been discovering myself - how helpful prayer can be. Rather more significant in his case, of course! But he seems to be doing okay, and that's what matters. Also went to Stu's in the evening to celebrate his 30th birthday - we played the Khufu Atmosfear DVD game. Was hard to say whether Stu or Anne won, especially with all the cheating we inevitably do towards the end.
So I've kept up with devoting an hour to God every day. Feel like I haven't really done much else, as I'm either out somewhere or a living zombie due to sleep deprivation! Seems ages since I last had an 'unassisted' good night's sleep. Going to try again tonight, which will make two bad nights in a row if I don't pull it off. Insomnia is weird - you lie there, thinking that you've done everything you're supposed to do to ensure sleep, and it just doesn't happen. It's like a door to which you've lost the key. So usually after a bad night I take sleeping pills, because I can cope with ONE bad night, but lately that's just meant alternating whether I sleep or not. Is the one thing all the extra prayer doesn't seem to help with. Otherwise it's going really well - it's like seeing a private miracle every day, you know? You start off feeling like it's the end, and an hour later you feel alright. Cheerful, optimistic even. I hadn't felt alright for a long time, so it's pretty cool. It doesn't quite feel like enough, like I could do with doing it twice a day, but there's no way I could manage that right now. I've done literally no studying as it is, which won't help my career any. But I don't really have an option, and I think it's the right thing to do. I suppose all my current problems could just have been a way - probably the only way - to get me to do this. Feels like I've been doing it for ages - Stu reminded me yesterday that it's been less than a week! Looks like my temporal perception's gone screwy again! Or I suppose maybe it's just been a really eventful week for me.
Guess I'd better get to bed pretty soon, if I'm hoping to go in tomorrow. Seems an attractive proposition when you're dizzy, anyway! Goodnight!