Had a rough night. Shouldn't have eaten that whole pizza just to prove to Frank that I could. Spent three hours dreaming that I was editing a podcast. Not the one that we recorded last night, but a completely imaginary show that is now lost to the ether. My throat was really dry and I had already drained the bottle of water on the end table.
But, man, when I woke up and saw the sun shining and felt that spring-like air on my face, it turned everything around!
