I looked up and smiled as the lights started to swim. It was a few hours after landing, and I appeared to be at a small round table on the street outside a busy brasserie somewhere in Montparnasse. My movements leading up to that point completely escape me– I think there was a cab ride, … Continue reading A Page from the Jet Lag Diary: Paris
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A Page from the Jetlag Diary: Bangkok
Bangkok. I haven’t slept properly in ten days and thing are getting weird. So many hours lying awake in the dark, hoping against hope that unconsciousness will overtake me; always just slightly too hot or too cold. I feel myself drifting towards the blackness, but I never get beyond limbo. Every day I eventually give … Continue reading A Page from the Jetlag Diary: Bangkok
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