Why wake at half past four in the silent night? That seems just to be the way things are, there is no reason apparent. Go to the bathroom, just in case. But that was not the reason. Open the computer and see if there is any news, perhaps the machine pinged during the night. There is no news, it is all too bad, it is almost sad. Go back to bed, and think of sleep, do not even consider counting sheep.
At half past eight, it is light, and now sleep has ended and strangely enough, it was refreshing. Let that simply be accepted. Put on the dressing gown and make breakfast.
It is no longer so very cold, winter has receded a small amount at this time. Going on past experience in this area, it will return and be nasty.
Eat breakfast and read the news and take out a change of clothes and try to think of something that needs to be done today. Something that will relieve these constantly returning depressions, the fear of their return being a serious problem in its own right.
It is still early, something needs to be done.
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