Sleeping Through the Full Wolf Moon

Originally Posted Thursday, January 16, 2014

My ideas about starting early were bullshit.  I get all jammed up if I get a good night's sleep and have no time for anything in the morning but a quick cup of coffee and a shower.  Then--zip--out the door.  The novelty of that has worn off quickly.  The morning is cold and crystal clear.  It is beautiful, and I wish to linger.  I woke late having slept through the Full Wolf Moon, perhaps because it was the smallest of the year.  I don't make these things up.  I didn't wake until sunlight was filling my bedroom, and even then I had to make myself move.  Now, if I am to be on time, I must be in the shower in five minutes with nothing to eat and only a single cup of coffee.  The evils of the world. 

I am still a miracle, though, and a genius of sorts, and I will prove it again and again later.  I will make everything up to you (you've heard that one before) if you give me one more chance.  Oh, baby, baby, baby, hold me tight. 

Please, please, please, please, please.