I thought I'd set my clock for 8 am to have enough time to wash my hair and leave here at 9:30 am. So, when the chime went off (I have a Zen alarm clock that dings so I don't have to get up and hit a snooze alarm), I got up, turned off the clock, and pulled the dark curtains off the windows to see the sun rise over the hills of the East Bay. I thought, it's not very light for 8 am. Surprise! I'd set the alarm for 7 am.
And if that weren't enough, the flowers I'd placed next to the alarm clock were turned around.
So, I got up, made coffee, and decided that instead of writing in a journal, which is laborious for me, I would write on this blog. It's better; I will write more, and I can share it with whoever is interested.