I recently discovered that my cell phone has a much calmer alarm clock ring than my alarm clock radio, so I’ve been using that to wake me for the past few weeks. No longer do I awake in a panic, nervous state, quick to slam my tired hand on the off button. But, of course, due to the heat wave in good ol’ 25-06 Apt #2, I haven’t been able to fall asleep the moment my head hits the pillow like usual. So the fact that I’ve been missing out on quality zzz’s, and that my new alarm ring doesn’t send me into a state of terror, yesterday morning I snoozed right through the ring, ringing.
I was having one of the best dreams of my life. Kristine, Kiley, Linnea and I were gathered at Doolittle’s in Golden Valley. We were discussing over large mugs of ice cold beer which appetizers we should order. The menu was the size of a really long novel, and Kristine was telling me she’d like the apricot platter. Then I woke up. It was 7:35 AM. I usually scoot out the door for work at 7:40 AM.
I didn’t let my oversleeping stress me out. How could I? I had just dreamt that Kristine wanted to order an apricot appetizer. I chuckled in the shower, then while eating my egg and spinach omelet (I’m so gourmet), and here I am now, chuckling again.
The best part of the dream is that this very same thing could happen in real life. I miss my MPLS friends very much.
