Sleep

After being awake for most of the time since half past three in the morning, I wasn't half tired when I went to bed. I slept like a log until a quarter to five this morning. I was woken up by a chest full of fag smoke from nearby, choking and trying to open the windows. I opened the big windows in the front room, and it took the cough nearly an hour to settle down. I went back to bed shortly before seven, nodded off, and was awake again at twenty past. I'm mentally worn out, over-tired and in some physical pain. I don't feel very clever at all. I'm going to have a word with someone later.