First thing today

I got up feeling quite exhausted with a headache and sore eyes. The fags and coffee were just a formality, and not at all enjoyable. I was deep in thought as usual, but don't remember anything about it. I did not enjoy the sound of the kid upstairs running round, screaming and giggling. I've lived in flats before where my neighbours had children, but I've never had to put up with anything like this.