Early Bird
Written in 2004 and kept as it was, so some of it will have aged.
I’ve recently been forced to wake up the earliest ever in my life. Sleeping on a futon is fine, comfortable even. But they don’t call this the Land of the Rising Sun for nothing. Lately the sun has been coming up just after 5am, which means I wake up too. Even without an east facing window, it becomes very bright very early. Add to this the fact that the temperature doesn’t seem to drop below 20°c at all, ever – quite a contrast with Manchester where it didn’t seem to get above that temperature… Only permanently-on air conditioning and a fan by my bed makes it bearable. It almost makes me wish for the rain back home. Almost.