Good Guys, Bad Guys and a Cure for Insomnia

Now, in order to illustrate my point I have to first share with you something that is neither very interesting nor in the least bit funny but stay with me, I promise I'll be brief.

There are many things that keep us awake at night and I've had my share over the years of being wide awake at 3 am with the full weight of the world on my shoulders, usually as daylight breaks the problems shrink in order that normal service can be resumed, at least until the early hours of the following morning when the problems queue up once again for brain space.

I started last year with a little dream, many years ago it was quite a large dream but it had diminished with each passing year until all I wanted was to earn a small percentage of my income doing something I loved - photography.  By anyone's standards this was hardly huge and should have been achievable.  I have to mention at this point that both Andrew and I have an uncanny knack of always backing the wrong horse so to speak - not always in the same race, we can do this simultaneously at several different meetings!.  Anyway, I happened to stumble upon a local company who offered a photography franchise.  For what to us was a huge sum of money they could help me achieve my dream, I won't go into quite how they were going to do this, frankly there isn't a lot to tell, yes I was a bit stupid but in my defence so were many others - I feel you're probably getting ahead of me at this stage . . . . yes, it was a complete non-starter, there weren't enough hours in the day to cover what I had to pay them let alone pay me anything.  The resulting fall out from this monumental catastrophe led to numerous early morning appointments with one unanswerable question 'how can I make this right' of course I can't and still to this day pay to keep rich blokes in golf clubs.

Now there is one very positive observation I have made from all of this - The nett result, when I take the year as a whole, is that there are far more good guys in this world than bad and that if I measure the worth of my life on this basis rather than by how much money I have then I am very wealthy.

Anyway, back to my point.  I had tried books, storing TV programmes I missed to watch in the early hours, lavender oil, bath before bed, anything to stop thoughts getting to my brain but nothing really worked - until now, after 3 weeks of loping I am sleeping like a log, I turn out the light and within a few minutes I'm away and I don't know another thing until I wake up in the morning.  So, for anyone with a troubled brain - lope with me, it doesn't cost anything, if you need to it can help with loosing a bit of weight, plenty of fresh air and no more sleepless nights . . . .  win/win!