One of my cats just woke me up. As far as I can tell, he just wanted to play. At 3:45am. And now I'm awake. So I've been tossing the furry mouse for him.
I suppose it could be worse. He could be crying loudly and demanding a bottle.
But still. At 3:45am?
The strangest part is that he must have interrupted me in some crazy sleep/dream cycle. Cause for a little while, every time I thought about something, it was as if I was seeing it thru thick bubbles that distorted my view in very odd ways. And as I turned my head from side to side (either mentally or physically) the whole picture warped as if these magic bubbles were being stretched and twisted.
What an odd sensation that was.
Well, perhaps I should attempt to get back to sleep.
Posted by jzawodn at December 23, 2002 03:58 AM