This Morning I woke up with head pounding and mouth dry. My legs and neck ached and complained loudly about being cramped up all night. I rubbed them vigorously and stretched them out trying to alleviate the pain. I could catalogue many different discomforts that currently plagued me ranging from minor niggles to the urgent throbbing of my skull, reminiscent of a hoard of dwarven miners in sturdy hobnail boots hacking at my dehydrated brain. My body felt unpleasantly aware and every twitter from the nest of sparrow chicks outside my window felt like hell itself being torn asunder sending waves of nausea through my stomach and intestine. My eyes were gritty and hot as if they had been born into with some kind of sand laser that made them nocturnal and unable to stand the light. Something had almost certainly curled up and died in my mouth and I slowly became aware that that horrific stench was coming from me. Time for an urgent shower then, that might make me feel better. I shambled to my feet, the movement making my head contract and my stomach lurch. Fumbling along I staggered to the shower room and thrust on the power. I striped off my soiled clothes and tried to recall any information from the black hole of last night. Steam started hovering around the base of the shower and knowing it was ready I plunged myself briskly in and dreamt about coffee.