I had the worst night's sleep in the history of anything, ever. I seriously considered just getting up and doing something useful, like alphabetising my underwear. I've been sleeping fairly badly for a little while now. And I'm not eating terribly well either. I'm just off food. If I didn't know me better, I'd say I was pining.

As it is, I do know me better, and I have absolutely no idea what's going on.