It was a bit chilly on the railway platform, but nothing desperate. I’m on the train now, waiting to leave.

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@kdfrawg just finished the course. Now sitting in the sun and the wind till it’s time for my train.

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I’m sure this counts as work.

@kdfrawg It is.

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@kdfrawg So wilful!

Time to hit the road again. (That means a ten minute walk to the yoga centre, but because I’m checking out of the hotel, it feels like a bigger journey.)

No, that doesn’t help. I have some friends who each insist that the other snores loudly all night long while they never sleep at all.

Why does sleep have to be so difficult?

My wake up time would have been 5:30 if I hadn’t come to France, but I wasn’t waking that early at home. Maybe getting up at 4:30 on Friday (to catch the train) confused things.

Eek.