Can you not sleep well and not know it? I've always been blessed with the ability to sleep soundly. It's a rare day, indeed, that I feel tired in the morning. But that's what happened on Friday. I was driving to my stretching session (to exercise my aging body in a battle to overcome the lack of flexibility I have been feeling and increase the range of motion in my arthritic joints). After driving for about 20 minutes I felt tired. Strange, I thought, but the exercise will liven me up before I hit the road to drive to Auckland.
That worked - to a certain extent. I was fine for a couple of hours and then the tiredness hit me again. I decided to take a different route thinking the change of scenery and a different road would keep me alert. And that worked for a while, too. This time when I felt sleepy I though food. I need food. So I stopped in Helensville for lunch. Nope, I was still tired.
At last a sensible voice found its way into my head. Not that the other ideas weren't good. Just not the right ones. Sleep, this one said. That's what I needed. Next problem - where? Somewhere quiet but safe.
I turned off the road to Auckland at the roundabout just out of town and drove to Parakai where the Kaipara Landing called me. Perfect. A few vehicles of fishermen were parked there so I pulled in amongst them, wound down the windows a little to catch the river breeze, locked the doors, tilted my seat back a bit - and promptly fell asleep.
I slept the sleep of the innocent (shhh!) - for half an hour and woke up refreshed. I had a little stroll around the landing enjoying the fresh air before hitting the road again.
Heading back to the highway I noticed a little church I hadn't seen when I went past the first time. Can you read the sign on the right of the front door? Acupuncture. They don't rely on miracles in Parakai.
I considered going back to Helensville to find an old wharf I'd photographed years ago but thought I'd best carry on in case the tiredness overcame me again. It didn't.