Last night was unusually cold (hence the sweatshirt- not really common bed attire for me). My room mate keeps
turning on the air after I’ve opened the windows…it’s April. I do not understand the logic behind it, but it turns our apartment floor into an ice rink.
Today I had plans of getting up a little earlier, but I kept sleeping. The Velvet Underground was my wake-up call and I had “Waiting for the Man” as the soundtrack to my early morning dreams.
I woke up sore.
I woke up yawning.
I made coffee and finished my homework and felt happy looking out of the window.
My boss emailed me with a really sweet message and I talked to Dennis on g-chat. All the while I am listening to Shane and Shane, getting ready for the day. Smiling.