I awoke quite naturally (and quite worried)
around 8:30. I remember sitting up quite
dazed and questioning, "What time is it!?"
Awake as I was, I've gone about my day.
'Tis a lovely change, I usually don't awake
until noon on Saturdays.
Every other college child is fast-asleep in
his bed (hopefully), so it's very quiet.
It's a gorgeous morning. The sun is already up,
and it's very still.
I feel like I'm the only soul in all of Texas.
You can't imagine how lonely that feels!
Eight weeks, my dears.