I’m not allowed to nap anymore. (Donald, this was one of those naps. You define it as “sleeping.”) I took a long nap today after being pulled from school, driven an hour away to hang out at a friends house to wait for my dive instructor. Apparently I was supposed to meet them at the pool. I rode a bicycle back to the school from there. I was dead tired. So I tried for a catnap. Ha. That doesn’t happen with me. I’m just in denial.
Now it’s 2:30 AM and I’m wide awake. Class starts in 4 hours.
Tuck me in? Sing me a lullaby? Horse tranquilizers? Please?
Although I’m using my time wisely. Thailand and Indotrip prep. My fridge is plastered with post-it notes.
“Tourists don’t know where they’ve been, travelers don’t know where they’re going.”
– Paul Theroux