It's just coming up to 08:25 here in the UK, I have had about five hours sleep, interrupted by an urgent full bladder. Some nights I get less than four hours, but whatever I get, I still get up and push myself, arguing that if I had to go to work I wouldn't be able to go back to bed. So right now it's coffee and croissants then I might peruse tonight's TV viewing, that's enough to send anyone to sleep. Later, I have a letter to write. That's a real letter, pen and ink and all that.