Waking, Barely

This morning marks the first time since I’ve been getting up at 0500 that I didn’t, either because I, a.) slept through the alarm or, b.) turned off the alarm and went back to sleep though I can’t remember doing that BUT I can remember waking up in the middle of the night and noticing that the clock said 0038, which I thought was kinda cool, two zeroes and all, the dregs of the 00-program. 

And now the fight to get the rhythm of my day back into sync amind wary suspicions of the phone alarm that mask my deeper suspicions that I just slept in. (You got an extra half hour of sleep! How do you feel? / Like shit!)

Speaking of:

Bonnie the Bonsai status: surgical re-shaping and amputation of dying limbs continues, less a tree now than a piece of broccoli, half of which still looks as though it’s in endstage liver failure but what’s green is green and new sprouts are emergent. A long recovery ahead.