Word of the Day: Commensurate, meaning to express sympathy in someone.
So a couple days ago, when I had to wake up really early around 6 in the morning, my grain-brain got all disoriented like what occasionally happens when you wake up, and even though I nearly forgot about daylight savings entirely, apparently my brain wasn't too forgetful to jump in and nearly convince myself, mid-realizing that my alarm was going off, that "OH! It's almost daylight savings. I bet daylight savings is even TODAY, so you can just go ahead and go sleep for another hour." Then I snapped into the real deal, and realized my head was playing tricks on me.
Then, last night, I was having a wild dream about riding a horse down the sidewalks of Chicago and being chased by police on horses. It had a very interesting ending though: I woke up at 8:14 when my alarm was set for 8:15.
Sleep cycles weird me out. Oh how I commensurate the man who has to deal with learning about it all.
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