I was full of excitement about having been in touch with a previously unknown cousin. At the same time it stirred up a whole hornet's nest of memories, which are still playing on my mind. I was restless, so couldn't even think about reading, and took myself to bed at nine.
Sleep was horrible. I seemed to wake up every few minutes. I flew out of bed at four o'clock, blew my nose, and saw the tissue was full of blood. I had coffee, fags and toast, and by six o'clock I'd written up some family history for the new cousin.
At seven my eyes were burning with tiredness, so I went back to bed and slept for about an hour. I don't feel great.
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