I'm a little hungover this morning from a very deep, deep sleep.
I fell asleep watching CNN, and when my alarm went off this morning, the same show was on again. I woke up very, very confused.
While the coffee was brewing, I got back in bed, and I tried to sort out my night. I remembered dreaming about yams, and then I called a friend from the gym to talk about suspenders.
Huh? Suspenders? Yams?
They say it's going to be a hot one today. I'm going to buckle down, get my work done, and imagine that I'm here.