I desperately needed sleep last night, but I woke up at ten past five, cold because my second duvet had fallen off and needing to pee. Then I piled more covers on myself and felt momentarily soothed, but anxiety or some sister of it kept me awake for a while and when I did go back to sleep, I got too hot and had weird dreams about.. sleeping.

It's a terrible function of the human brain, waking at the wrong time, then falling into a deep sleep shortly before the alarm goes off, and having to do the whole snooze/denial struggle.

I have to make ten cheesecakes in the next 48 hours. I feel nervous.