I sat up, repeatedly clicking the E2 logo in an effort to refresh the catbox.

and all is quiet...

All the talkative noders had gone to bed. It was just me and about 20 other silent noders, either reading or writing.

I checked the clock. 5:43AM. I looked to the left of the screen, where I could see a small glimpse of the kitchen window through a doorway. The sun was just coming up, and I walked over to the doorway to get a better view of the back garden. I could see the swings in the park behind the fence, silhouetted against a lightening, yet still dark, sky. Over the other side of the house, it was already bright outside.

Feeling thirsty, I picked up the small teapot, scooped out the spent tea leaves inside and lobbed them at the bin. Sleep tugging at my eyelids, I got the packet out and precariously tipped some more into the pot, spilling them all over the coffee-mug-stained worktop. Poured some water over the leaves, stirred it for about half a minute, poured out some of the tea and went at sat down at the computer again, underneath a sleeping bag, sipping silently. I click the E2 logo... and all is quiet...