so this is what it feels like

This morning was strange--I spent the night at Danica's, but since she had to go to work, I was up & walking downtown at 6:20. I had bussed home, eaten breakfast & taken a (rather long) shower, & was perfectly awake & ready to go, at about eight this morning.
I was actually a morning person this morning. Weird. (I kind of like it, really--except I don't want to give up staying up late, which is definetely a case of trying to eat my cake & have it too. Still, for sheer usefulness, being able to be a morning person would be fabulous.)