I was tired
But not sleepy
I twirled around in bed aimlessly
Until finally I surrendered
And got up
Creaky like, not happy to be awake
Freaky to be all askew with time
I like to sleep at night and persevere in the day
No naps
But I can’t sleep sitting up
Or in a plane, even a red-eye flight
I am all alive
Flying through the night
And I find
That the kindest way to greet the morning in Corfu
For example
After dark cramped hours in a narrow seat
Is to cry out
How beautiful the light is, let’s go for a walk
A drive
Let’s swim in the sea
Let’s have an aperitif and talk
Over lunch.
