This week work has been pretty busy and I haven’t had much time to stop during the day. This means my usual breakfast/coffee break has been impacted, and clearly this does not make for a productive employee.
So, for the last two mornings in a row I’ve had nebulous plans to get up early and head over to Matt’s Big Breakfast before work.
I say nebulous because even though I had a plan, good ol’ sleep won out.
Today my alarm went off at 6am, I figured I could be out the door by 7, hit Matt’s and catch an 8:15 train to work.
Then my mind conceived that 10 more minutes of sleep wouldn’t be the worst. After all, I had just hit the snooze button, right?
As it turns out, I had actually turned the whole alarm off. I realized this when I woke up 75 minutes later, wondering where the hell my delicious breakfast was.
Turns out, dreams are NOT as fulfilling as a great breakfast. Even when you dream of bacon.
So now, all I’m left with are memories…. and hunger.
Damn you, Sleep! I should be having some of this: