The Ghost from Crete

I hardly slept a wink during the month in Greece. I had nightly visitors from the other world.... or at least I was pretty convinced that they were from the other world.
Anyway, I have spent almost all my time since coming back in bed catching up on lost sleep, and it was all great until last night. I was knacked and couldn't wait to get into bed but once I got in, I could not sleep. Shit, did the ghost from Crete follow me all the way here?

Well, I did not see him, but I did think about him a whole lot and I came to a sudden realisation. The man in black texting next to me was the Black Coffee Spirit and he was trying to communicate to me to tell me to stop bloody drinking coffee! I finally got the message! Whilst in Greece, I picked up a pretty bad coffee addiction. (and I do not take any caffeine normally!) Those daily visits (sometimes twice a day even!) to Scala were deadly! Last night, Sharon & Craig suggested coffee after dinner and I could not say NO. Alas, the culprit to all the sleepless nights this past month!