My alarm went off for 28 minutes before I heard it this morning. And I had to force myself to hear it. I was in the middle of a nightmaresque dream where we were being attacked by alien bugs (ala Aylee in Sluggy). I wasn't scared... it was more action adventure movie than anything.
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.
me I want to just curl up under my desk and sleep.
