It's interesting that what gets me out of bed in the morning is music or writing. Either the radio turns on (the internal radio), or blogs, posts, or journal entries start forming.
The radio wasn't on this morning. I think that's because my downstairs neighbor's music is already there. It would be less annoying if it weren't only the bass I hear... and if he'd play something different for a change. Even now the repetitive fourths of his Country music are vibrating my floor and ears.
My dreams were pretty intense, so I did have a lot to starting thinking about when I woke up. When it started taking blog/journal/post form, I got up and started the coffee.
Now in front of the computer, I have no clue what it was that I was thinking about when I woke up. I'm sure it'll come back to me though. If a thought is worth something, it always does.
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