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| I do NOT look like this. |
I woke up at 6:30 with my alarm Thursday morning and gave Fame her pre-breakfast pill. Then, because I was sure it was Saturday, I went back to sleep. This led to my sister having to wake me up (“Hannibal Lecter” as she described me to Mom because of my sleep mask).
I heard my alarm Friday, and, determined to avoid a repeat of the day before, removed my mask and was about to begin preparing for the day. “Why am I so tired?” I wondered as my eyes strayed to my clock. Probably because it was 2:18 a.m., and the alarm must have been a dream alert. I went back to sleep, without the mask.
I then woke up to my alarm again and got Fame’s pill out. She didn't come eagerly over to my bed to get it as she does on hearing the alarm. Probably because it was another dream alert.
On Saturday, it was all I could do not to get ready for the day ahead, sure it was a weekday.
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