5:30 am ..I awake before my alarm and I'm disappointed because I realize that I could have slept longer... and I lie there staring at the ceiling wondering whether to get out of bed right then or pull the covers over me and try to resume the dream..the one where the sun is shining and the sky is a beautiful blue and Im in my favourite tee and jeans but barefoot and walking along a soft sandy beach...hmmmm the sun is beating down on me and Im veering towards the water after rolling up my pant legs......
Dammit!! bad move.. I realize now I really have to get up...and pee..dammit.. water dreams... how stupid of me...I return promptly thinking if I find that right spot in the bed again I will feel that warm sensation of comfort and be able to regain those precious few minutes I so desperately need....I push up against my pillows and I hear a faint cry from Tank,my cat, who has decided that since he saw me get up that I should get my lazy ass out of bed and feed him..its almost like hes saying.."WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU??- feed me and then go back to bed!!!"
When I ignore his cries from the hall with my eyes still shut hoping he will give up and go back into the other room , I hear his paw hit my slightly closed bedroom door and the light floods into my room. I feel his body jump to the side of my bed and he paces to find an uncovered limb to rub up against and proceeds to stare at me and chatter until I am so annoyed with him because he has invaded my dream time and I know have to get up anyway..sigh...
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