Today was a day I plan to only have one of. Factor woke me up at 8:00am and asked "do you want to get up?" i slopped and slobbered, I felt the awake feeling behind my eyes - and then I felt the pillow and I thought "fuck it, I'm sleeping" so I said "yup" and he left the room. So I fell back to sleep.
Around 930AM I felt like I had to pee. so I got up, peed. And while peeing I thought "stay up, don't go back to sleep". so, I got off the toilet, went into my room, and went back to sleep.
Around 11:30AM I felt like I had to pee, but I denied it. And stayed in bed until 12:55. At 1:00PM I checked my email. And now, I'm looking at the clock and realizing that I've only been up for 4 and a half hours. This is not something I like. i don't want to sleep so late again. I had plenty to do, and I have plenty to do still to prepare for my little sister's arrival in NYC - but I don't know, I guess I just felt I could stay in bed that long.
So much for contemplating my place in this world and my path in it.