Do you see what time it is?
It’s 6:30. In the morning. As in, it’s more or less dark. I’m awake.
Not only that, but I’ve been awake for an hour now, tossing and turning, thinking good back-to-sleep thoughts, but to no avail. I don’t feel sick or anything, I’m just…awake. Having gone to bed at 1:30, I can’t possibly be well-rested. And yet. The awakeness, it persists.
I guess we’ll go for a walk. Then, gosh, I dunno, maybe I could eat breakfast? And do some homework? This is all very new and strange to me.
[UPDATE: So I went to the gym for the first time in at least a year. Then I figured I’d make pancakes, so I headed to the grocery store for pancake ingredients. But get this: I had to go to TWO different grocery stores because the first one I tried WASN’T OPEN YET (at 7:45-ish). Honestly, I never considered the possibility that I could get someplace TOO EARLY to be allowed in. I mean, I know all about those frustrating times AFTER many of the stores are closed (usually 9:00 in these parts, no kidding), but it still seems strange to me that there would exist a time BEFORE all the stores were open. Does that make sense?
Anyway, then I went home, took a shower, made and ate pancakes, and called a couple of tutoring parents. Sad but true: even though I got out of bed more than three hours before my first alarm went off, I was STILL late for school. How’s that for ridiculous?]