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Yes, dear reader, that was my actual response to seeing the sun.
I had a fitful night of sleep. That should be better than the sleepless night I normally have, but I feel much more tired.
I dreamed, but not about beautiful women. I dreamed I cleaned out the garage, and it was hard and tedious work. Funny thing is that I do not have a garage.
Then I was as small as a mouse, and was being chased by something. I have a feeling that last night's viewing of the Incredible Shrinking Man may have had something to do with it. I have a habit of watching movies that I have seen a few times to put me to sleep, however I cannot seem to turn away from a bad sci-fi movie. I guess the Incredible Shrinking Man was splinting the difference.
I woke up at 8am with the sun in my eyes. I got six hours of sleep, but it feels like it did not matter. I have to find something more constructive to do with my nights.