Guilty to death

You know how it is when early in the morning every fiber of your being does not want to get out of bed even if it has to and you start dreaming about going to the bathroom brushing your teeth, taking a shower—or whatever morning routine you have—except you know for sure that you are actually doing those things until you wake up and realize it was all a dream?

That happened to me today. I had a morning affair which I decided I would cancel at the last minute, but instead of sending that one text message asking for a rain check, I took a snooze and in that snooze I dreamed of composing, sending, and receiving a reply to the imagined text message. What woke me up—4 hours into the snooze—was the call from the person I was supposed to meet.

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