Virtually every day of my life, I have an internal battle. A battle to go to bed at a decent hour, and thus wake up at a decent hour, too. I do like staying awake late into the night, but more than that, I like being up at a regular time. It’s one of the perils of freelancing from home: having absolutely no normality. I realise that to those of you who wake up at 7.30 a.m. every morning, this must sound like a dream, but it’s not really. Admittedly, my propensity to stay up late had a worse effect when I had a real job and had to be in an office at a certain time of day. But for the last couple of nights, I’ve been actively trying to flip my sleeping habits a little. I have to be at an airport around 2.30 a.m. tomorrow morning. My flight leaves at 5.20 a.m., so there’s no real point in trying to get to sleep tonight. But I was hoping to just skew things a little, so I wouldn’t be a zombie in the airport. Yesterday, I woke up at 10.20 a.m., but I was, for some reason, quite tired last night. Asleep by 1 a.m. This morning, a dream woke me up at 8 a.m. and I was wide awake. Here endeth today’s incredibly dull blog post.