Staring into space through a screen..

'Applying computer settings' - the blue screen flashed and flickered, the egg timer in the middle of the screen hung, the sand falling into a bottomless pit at the bottom of my desk.

"Morning!" a colleague says, I muster a mumbled response "Mornnniiiiinnnnn" the 'g' stuck at the bottom of my vocal chords unable to find a way from the back of my sore throat. My computer eventually boots up and I open my inbox, scraping out the sleep particles from the corner of my eyes and yawning repetetivly. I scrowl through the emails like a robot processing data on an assembly line