473. Non-post written during a non-non-hour. Nevermind.

Yesterday morning I woke up way too early yelling, with my arms in the air, a very enthusiastic "Yes!"

For the life of me, I can not remember what inspired such a gleeful moment, but I felt happy and yet slightly annoyed since it was so damn early.

In fact, I'm not even going to dignify the time by naming it! Such an hour should not even exist. If I were ruler of the universe, I'd decree that the hours between 1:00 am and 5:00 am are non-hours in any time zone. I'd make it so, and work out the rest of the details later, preferably not during the non-hours.

Where was I?

Ah, yes!

It was way too early to get up, so I stayed in bed, and finally went back to sleep. A few hours later--still too early for a Sunday-- a dream song woke me up. It was a catchy happy tune. It went like this: "Get up, get up, walk out! I'm leaving! Get up, get up, walk out! I'm leaving!" The weird thing is that I actually did get up out of bed. I was still half conscious by the time I decided to jot the song down.

Since I was up, I went to my sleeping computer (to do a search for the song) and sang it out of its sleep: "Get up, get up, get up. La, la, la." What can I say? It was a catchy tune!

I did a search for it, to no avail. I read a couple of blogs and then went back to bed.

When I woke up for the 3rd and final time, I was really down! My feet were cold. My apartment was cold. Even breakfast ice cream couldn't cheer me up. Did I hit my happiness quota for the day? So, I stayed home. I read. Ate more ice cream. Read. Blogged. Mopped. Took a bath. Read. Listened to music.

I felt entitled to have a miserable day, so I did! And it felt good. In that miserable sort of way.

It worked, too. I got the miserable out of my system. Today, I feel pretty good, and I realized why I wasn't able to find the dream song. It turns out that it is a real song, but my dream wrote new lyrics for it. The original is by Boy George, and it's called Move Away. I like my dream lyrics better.

Dream posts are dumb. Aren't they? There's no point. It's not meaningful in any way to anybody else except for me. But, I guess the same can be said about this little blog of mine.

Back to our regular programing, and it's my day off! Woo-hoo!