Distressed Slumber.

This morning I had a dream that involved someone holding an umbrella and every time he touched the tip of the umbrella to the ground, the unpleasant beeping sounds would start up. I tried to ask him to stop doing that; apparently he wasn’t aware of the noise he was responsible for and he ignored my pleas Anyhow by then the jackhammer had been going for a while so I figured if I just stayed soundly asleep, it was bound to stop sooner or later. Of course the noise did not stop; in fact it became more and more persistent and as I started coming to, I realized that the commotion was happening in my own living room, and getting up to look around, ascertained all this was taking place in my apartment and not just in my head. It was an alarm I had previously set on my cellphone. I was not happy. More so than usual that is, because I’m never happy about waking up in the morning for some reason. But this morning I felt like I’d been tricked out of bed so I was more than prepared to rejoin my comfortable sofa just as soon as I turned off the phone alarm. It felt much too early to be up. When I checked, I realized it was close to noontime, so I reeled in the attitude and the foot stomping and decided the whole thing was probably some cosmic joke. It’s a fact I’ve been sleeping too much and it’s also a fact that many many days have been entirely lost to sleep recently.