What am I doing up?
There's an ever so slight breeze coming in through the window. My cat was lonely. It's too hot to sleep. I just ate a bowl of ice cream. There's bird song outside. The light is shifting. I was thirsty.
I can't believe that I used to get up at this hour every morning. I used to get up at 5, write for an hour, walk the dog, shower, head to my office by 7, and teach at 8. These days I get up whenever I feel like it and then work late into the night. But today my alarm is set for 6:30 am. Day 1 of the moving sale. oh joy.
I've, so far, gotten 4 hours of sleep. Why am I up? Oh yeah. It's beautiful out. I feel rested. My cats love me.
I'm going back to bed.