You don’t get to have the beginning of the day feeling more than once.
Unless you just got up from a nap. Oh wait, that counts….for dumbasses.
The sleepy bathroom walk, in the dark with only one eye kind-of focused.
Take my seat, praying it is there and I don’t plunge into the chilly toitie water.
I rest my head on my hands and began to pee, drifting into the first stage of sleep easily.
Head becomes heavy and my arms join in…R.E.M. sleep is calling me. A tilt forward toward the linen closet door and I jerked back slightly, realizing my head was in immediate danger. Finished up with the usual tp routine and walked back to bed.
Noting the rat curled up at the foot of my bed, I crawled back in and added an additional 1.5 hours to my sleep time.
Now that counts.
~P.
Go ahead...take a swing. I'll duck and listen.