Today I woke up before the alarm. At first, I was hit with immediate panic. Typically, when I wake up without the alarm I assume that I have overslept. When that happens, I jump out of the bed as fast as I can. I’m sure you’re no different. When you’re half asleep you’re not thinking clearly. You say and do things without even realizing it. You’ve probably done the same thing. You go to bed early that night, you wake up early, you jump out of bed, get dressed as fast as possible, run down the stairs, get in the car, drive to the train, get on the train, arrive at work, and see that it’s 7pm instead of 7am. I almost did that once in high school. I remember coming home after school and just falling asleep. Tired. Exhausted. I walked in and fell face down into the bed with my backpack still on. A few hours later I woke up in a bathtub filled with ice while Beethoven’s “5th symphony’ filled the air.
No, but I really woke up still in bed and was panic-stricken. In my head, I quickly thought, “Did I wake up and get dressed and then sit down and fall asleep? I put on the same clothes from yesterday!? OMG what the hell am I doing with my life?!” Imagine The Rivington’s “Papa oom mow mow” as the background music while I brushed my teeth, fixed my hair, and ran down the stairs. As I grabbed my keys and started to head out the door, I stopped to see the clock say 7:45PM. Hear the sound of a record scratching. I would then spend the entire night wide awake since I had slept for 4-5 hours. That entire night I tossed and turned until I finally fell asleep around 4:30am. The next morning I woke up at 8:45am. 45 minutes late for school.