fly around my pretty little miss
I have been getting up at odd, wickedly early times these last few weeks. I get up when the sun hasn’t even thought about breaking the horizon. Sadly, I am coming to grips with the possibility that I may be a (shudder) morning person. Part of the reason could be the bed upgrade that was dialed in from slumberland not long ago and the subsequent cushy pillows, duvets and other sleep enhancers that have vastly improved my night-night sleepy time. With these low-tech sleep devises being enjoyed, I sleep so well that I actually wake up fully rested in less than the FDA approved eight hours of sleep. I guess this shouldn’t be startling information but It makes me really appreciate how poorly I kept my sleeping station before and how many hours I wasted recovering from poor sleeping. Oh the political crisis I could have solved, the books I could have read, the cigarettes I could have smoked. I have a lot of catching up to do.

Because I really do think things like this are funny (thanks babylon).