I had a wonderful moment on the train home yesterday. For half an hour I slept peacefully. It was a good sign for the coming sleep in the evening. My head touched the pillow and without tossing or turning dropped off.
The only problem was that I haven’t woken up properly . Worshipped at the altar of Coffee on the way in, and boy was the communion intense. Kinda sleep walking my way through work, occasionally grumping about this issue or that (my milk of human kindness is low today).
Tonight I’m going to have a rest full evening and make a deliberate point of not switching the PC.