My eyes snap open. Oh my god. What time is it?! It has to be like noon! I've over slept!
I glance over at the clock. 6 am. Oh....what the hell.
You've got to be kidding me! I've been asleep for three damn hours!
I feel like death. You know what, don't worry about it man. Just close your eyes and drift back to sleep. There you go....back....to sleep........OH SHIT!
I've over slept again! What time is it!? 6:05 am...son of a bitch.
All of this frantic panic, waking up to a heart attack, and for what? Just to be pissed off again.
Oh well, I'll just try to go back to sleep...........Yeah, this isn't going to happen. Time to get up and greet the day with a smile!
Or so I thought. The moment I sit up in bed and my feet touch the floor my attitude about the day has suddenly changed. Fuck this day. I still feel like a zombie who was mugged by a man the size of The Rock.
I look at myself in the mirror. Damn. I look like a zombie who was mugged by a man the size of The Rock.
I take a hot shower. I eat some breakfast. I drink some coffee. Things are progressing now. All systems are a go. I'm ready for this day after all!
I get dressed and ready for work, moments from walking out the door, when I realize...I don't have to be at work for another three hours. Well I have nothing to do now. I guess I'll watch a movie. No, can't do that, I don't have the time. A book then? No, I'm not in the mood for a book. I suppose I'll just sit around and wait for the time to pass by.......
I drift back to sleep. When I wake up it is well past the time I should be at work. It is too early to deal with this shit.
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