But now, I don't seem to have woken up completely. It's an hour and a half later, and it still feels like there's a three inch gap between my soul and the outer surface of my body. Almost like I'm wrapped in Bubble wrap or heavy towels with only eyeholes to peek out of.
I stopped at Starbucks for a frappuccino, and proceed to drop it in the parking lot at work, so no blessed caffeine for me.
I want to just curl up under my desk and sleep.