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June 29 MuralsIf you have looked at my photo album of our trip to Ireland, you will see murals depicting "The Troubles" in Northern Ireland. I can't tell you how impressive these were. For one thing, they are painted on the sides of buildings several stories tall. That is not very evident. And, of course,the murals are in the Catholic area of Londonderry and tell their side of the story.
One mural that particularly impressed me was the one of the prisoners wearing blankets. They refused to wear prison uniforms because they considered themselves political prisoners, not common law breakers. Instead they wrapped themselves in blankets.
We asked the attendant at one museum whether things had changed. He said, "Oh, yes. We don't have armed helicopters overhead at all times and we don't have soldiers on the streets carrying automatic weapons." That was true, but the area looked very poor and depressed to us. Certainly, it was nothing like Dublin (the Tiger of the E.U.) nor like Belfast that has money from the U.K. June 24 Sleeping...It appears that I may have found the culprit in my inability to get to sleep at night. It should have been obvious--caffeine!
I do love my afternoon cup of coffee and thought it wouldn't keep me awake because I use about 1/3 de-caffeinated in the mix.
For the last three nights, I have not had coffee at all. Today I used 2/3 de-caf. We shall see what happens tonight.
Pleasant dreams to you all! June 21 "Ah,...sleep that knits up the raveled sleeve of care." A quotation that often comes to my mind. Ol' Macbeth had lots of concerns to keep him awake, like murdering the king! As for me, I long for sleep--especially at 1 o'clock in the morning. For the second night in a row, I have had a terrible time getting to sleep. The first night, I just lay there and kept trying to fall asleep. Last night I did some stretches before getting into bed. At midnight I left Husband in our bed and went into my escape room, the sewing room, where I go to escape his snoring on occasion . I turned on the light and read for 20 minutes or so. I thought I was sleepy, but it still took another hour before I was asleep. Any suggestions? (Of course, Husband falls asleep as soon as his head hits the pillow. Drat.) |
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