And so it happens, your eye's open with a near audible 'POP' and you think to yourself, "Woohoo!! It's a new day! I'm up! I'm alive! I'm ready to make this day sing soprano for me!!"
And then you bounce out of bed, slam the light on, cringe a few minutes as your eyes adjust, because it's ALWAYS brighter then you expect it to be, and fling open your cupboard to find something comfie to wear, avoiding a small avalanche of shoes in the process! (You can't have too many shoes, it's a biological fact!)
You slide on all your clothing in random order, whisk yourself to the kitchen and nosh down on a flavourful breakfast! (May I recommend very ripe bananas? They're the gods' gift to mornings!)
Then you gather all your goodies together, bid your warm, odd-smelling nest goodbye and head on outside feeling rather light headed with the adventure of it all.
Only to realize it's looking rather dark.
And your tummy gives an uneasy flippity-flop as your eyes try frantically to tell you a satisfactory story on why it's so dark.
Surely that's a street lamp and not a star? Um, it could be an eclipse? Doesn't it get darker in winter? If I just blink hard enough...
And you look at your cellphone (who wears a watch-a-ma-call-it these days?), and realize that yes, it's 3am, congratulations on having a few extra hours in the morning!
So you go back inside and you wonder.
You can't really go back to sleep because you're in all your natty clothing for the day. You can't really head off early to the office / shops / urologists, because no one is open this early. If you're lucky you have a good book to read, a blog to update or a facebook game that require 15 more points to get to level 'no-else-cares'.
It's an odd sensation.
But sort of nice.
Like you're the only person alive in the world!
Ok, also sort of creepy.
What then, my little friend, do you do with those extra hours?
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