3 am, 4 am, 5 am
Always put a smile on your face before you open your eyes in the AM. Whether it’s 3, 4 or 5 AM and you are trying to navigate the fact that your day is not supposed to start until 6 A to the M.
Even when it is really early in the AM and you have no idea why you are awake, after a quick bathroom break because that makes the most sense to your still sleeping senses but really there is no other reason to be up at this hour even though you closed your eyes what seems like a more than a reasonable 7 hours prior but still the numbers on the clock do not jibe because the alarm is set for hours from now so your brain is not making the connection and still you stick to the rule that a smile makes its way across your face before your eyes open even at this, the wee hours of the morn’, and your day starts to churn in what can be accomplished before the rest of your world wakes up and the cats create havoc because when they see you they want to be fed but there’s no way your plating processed cat chow at this time of the morning so you just give them the finger as they stare at you and then saunter off to find stuff to scratch and claw at, including walls, carpets and cabinets as they begin to sing their song and you start singing back at them listening to the frightful sounds of carpet being torn so you give up and give them what they want because really discipline has no place at this time of day discipline deserves to be diluted and all but dismissed because this is improvisation, an unplanned excursion into the horizon of the un-risen sun, the darkness forging gratitude in the solitude and that smile you started with extends into a jumpstart and you plan the nap time to make up for it but for now you find a way to end this expression of early morning rambling, free association and what is the word, the phrase the mind-wandering term for typing what comes to you naturally so early in the AM...
I am on a sandwich kick. Love the sandwich. Big fan of the sandwich. Been known to make and devour 2 sandwiches. Even as dessert.
Ice cream sandwiches. Delicious. SO Delicious are a fave. But what I really want is a bag of ice cream sandwich bread. You can get ice cream. You can ice cream sandwiches. But you cannot get ice cream sandwich bread.
Just a bag of ice cream sandwich bread. That's all I want. To top how I wish when I don't have a hankering for the ice cream but can't get over a compulsion to craft some sort of other delightful filling on a slice of ice cream sandwich bread.
We can manufacture multiple vaccines for a pandemic but can't get a loaf of ice cream sandwich bread. Let's get our priorities straight y'all!
Comedy Store trained, World-travelled, Cul-de-sac-living recovering comedian, husband and tinkerer of tools talking about time well spent!