Today was supposed to be a later-than-usual start with me, because my flight doesn't leave until noon. So I set my alarm for 7 a.m., thinking that gave me plenty of time for sleep and packing and getting to the airport.
And then my body woke me up at 1:30. Which began a wee-early-morning-hours trend. First it was a nightmare about missing my flight. Then it was a nightmare about losing someone important. Then it was a dream involving cornflakes that was, at the time, disturbing for some reason. Then there was a nightmare that Southwest lost my luggage. Then continued dreams about things going wrong at work until finally, at 5:30 a.m., I gave up.
All those lost hours of sleep. Sigh.