Awake

It would be wrong to call this insomnia, actually: it's the natural and logical consequence of my having gone to bed at 7:30 yesterday after my headache proved that it could in fact develop quite competently thank-you-very-much.

What to do? I shall read a little more of "When Nietzsche wept", drink some hot chocolate and then head back to bed, to rise again at 7-ish.