*705 - bedtime stories

The problem with sleeping at 5 am every day and then suddenly deciding to sleep at 10 pm one night is that you wake up at midnight because your body thinks it's taking a nap and you sleep fitfully till 3 am and, against your better judgment, prance out of bed just as everyone else in your house is going to sleep. And then you run out of the house at 6 am armed with a camera to catch the sunrise but realize you are surrounded by buildings and trees and can't see the horizon, nor do you actually know which side the sun is actually rising from (the wrong side, it turns out). And then you get sudden and severely debilitating pancake cravings but realize you are out of pancake mix and therefore drag an unfortunate friend to Weggies to buy pancake mix (which turns into a full blown grocery shopping experience). And then you make 8 am pancakes and share them with the unfortunate friend and then collapse back into bed at 9 am to wake up an hour later (this part is hypothetical because it is not yet 9 at the moment).

Sleeping early is fun because I feel like so much has happened since I got up and the day hasn't even really begun yet.