For approximately 45 minutes … in REM cycle … until my daughter barged in and ripped me from deep sleep, yelling
And I may as well have had this happen, because the jarring feeling was the same.
Meanwhile, now that I’m sitting at my laptop having a glass of diet cola (more caffeine than coffee) because the beast wants me to go shopping right away, I need to at least feel 50% human before leaving my house. Otherwise there may be some casualties along the way. Including myself because I’ll have died from a heart attack because I’m not used to moving for the first 2 hours when I wake up.
Oh, and my dreams – they were once again 100% Greek. But I can’t remember a thing because when my daughter woke me up, my brain blew up, and I lost everything except for the Greek part.
Now … I need to work on de-zombifying myself.
Thanks to giphy for the gifs.