First, I woke up when it was way too early to get up. When that happens, and I manage to go back to sleep, I always find that I’ve been in a much ‘deeper’ sleep, filled with vivid dreams.
This time, I found myself in some sand dunes — like in the desert — trying to crawl up to a busy highway. A bunch of cars stopped, they were all black Cadillac Escalades … like FBI or something. It wasn’t FBI, it was the premier of Quebec and his wife wanted me to show her the city. Big LOL!
Then I woke up, and felt totally mixed up in my head, did everything in the ‘wrong’ order, didn’t plug in my iPhone for charging … that’s normally the first thing I do. Blogging wasn’t even on the radar.
Now … a few hours later, when the coffee has fully kicked in, I’m beginning to feeling up to par again. This cartoon was in today’s paper, and I find this to be true.