When I (finally) woke up this morning, my first thought was of watch gears. Even though I never sleep enough during the week to get fully wound up, I still manage to be a frenetic ball of energy anyway. But every so often, I end up sleeping a good 11 hours to wind up whatever gear is making up for my daily lack. And every few months, I'll sleep for about 19 hours straight, which I suspect is an ever bigger gear still. I'm pretty sure having mono in December was just what happens when all my gears wind down at the same time.
Anyway, last night was my 11 hour nap. I'm liking the idea that my little gears are all wound up, but I was sad to fall asleep to the opening credits of Star Trek, Next Generation on Netflix. Ooh, actually that's not true. I was making fun of Riker's beard and how he started to put on weight throughout the series because he was eating for two (himself and his beard). I thought that was really funny and THEN I feel asleep.
My coffee is done and my hashbrowns are...browned. Hmm. Food and coffee will finish the slow brain processing I've got going on. What a beautiful world to wake up to!
An Erinku:
pink sock
tossed towards
laundry basket
...not even close
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