1st September. The Long and Hypnogogic Road.

Due to traffic hold ups our car journey took a little longer than anticipated. The combined effects of early morning swimming and the incessant thrum of tyres on the road caused me to experience an altered state of conciousness at the wheel.

Isabelle who was asleep, but more from too little exercise than too much, kept waking up and shouting; "Your eyes are SHUT!" However from the passenger seat the only eye visible to her was the left. It's never been a very good eye anyway so if it was shut, did it really matter that much?

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