February Night

I should be asleep.
Shouldn't we all?
I have work tomorrow.
Don't I always?
You know that moment when you wake up and all of the things that you have to do rush at you in such a dreadfully overwhelming manner that it makes the end of the world look like a pleasant alternative?
I had one of those moments today. Only, it was fake.
It's been a long week, and it's only the first week of the new job. But, I got off early, so I thought, "I have time to go home and take a nap!" I popped some pills like candy, set my alarm and fell asleep. I did not wake up to my alarm, I woke up to my own mental grasping for those last sleeping moments. It was as though that blurry line between sleep and wake short- circuited my brain and I thought, "I've got to get to work. I've got to ask so and so for their social security number so I can put it in my system."
Then I realized that it was 6:14 pm. I was supposed to be leaving for SLC at 6:15. Needless to say, boy had to wait a while for me to slap myself, try to wake up and figure out my situation.
When I finally came to, I was overcome with pure joy that it was Friday night, that I was with him, and that I could mentally tell all of the clients to go tell their social security numbers to their dogs, or their mothers, or...yeah.
There is nothing like a well-earned break.
Nothing.
I've missed that.
So thank you, new job, for reminding me what it is like to go out and forget about the "day to day". It's been a while since I've had a "day to day" to forget about.
Mostly, thank you boy.