It is 8 a.m., a rather normal hour to arise after a good night sleep. I went to bed at 11 p.m., a normal bedtime. Unfortunately, I have not slept for a minute. My body must be on strike.
If I calculate the time difference, I went to bed at 5 p.m. German time, which must have confused my body. It must be more stupid than my mind, because I should have fallen asleep at around five in the morning. But, I did not. Which explains my anger....
At around six. I heard thunder from the usual tropical thunderstorms. I wondered if the cruise ship, which should be arriving into port about that time, was being tossed by angry seas. Not only would that mean a rude awakening for passengers, but also an unfriendly welcome to Singapore.
Before going to bed, I looked into the drawer of the bedside table. The first thing I noticed was a flashlight. Perhaps, the hotel suffers from power failure, as was often the case in Philipinno hotels in which I have stayed. Next, I spotted a plate with an engraved arrow. I decided that this must indicate the direction of Mecca: not something I need. Two books were stacked on one side. The top one The Teaching of Buddha; I did not need to read the title of the second to know what it was. I shut the drawer, turned off the light, and thought about sleep...
Followers of each of those three religions would conjure up an explanation for my inability to fall asleep. Anyways, I hope that lack of sleep will not make me grumpier than my usual self. If not, at least I will have an excuse.
Prior to writing novels, the author enjoyed a multifaceted career: from decorated combat aviator to advertising professional to global communications director of a major consumer brand. He has traveled the world and met sports, film and television stars, political leaders, and royalty. He graduated from Middlebury College, is married, lives in Germany, and has two grown children.