I can hear my flatmate's phone's alarm, and I am slightly irked by the sound its vibration is creating. 8 on the dot and I feel languor stealing slowly over my body. Yes, I've been up whilst the rest of the neighbourhood were snoozing in the warmth of their high-electricity consuming heaters and electric blankets. I'm pleased the temperature's warmer now, although it's just a bit over 0°C.
My flatmate went out of his room briefly and then came back in, as the lawnmower operator began working in the yard. I can hear footsteps. My other flatmate is awake. People are starting to get out of their beds as I'm just about to get some shut-eye.
Good morning! Now it's time for me to sleep.