Last night

I spent the late afternoon onwards on the sofa under a duvet. I kept nodding off, while doing my best to ignore the dvds I had on. The next thing I woke up after 3am, got out of bed to switch off the lights, and went back to the sofa. It wasn't a very comfortable night. I did nothing but cough, and I'm still overheating without sweating. I got up late, feeling as if I'd spent the night face upwards on a slagheap.