Rant #2,268: Something's Happening

Yes, something really is.

I don't know if it is all of those people trying to enter the country illegally, the dispersal of tear gas to thwart them, or even the incredible Mars landing that happened yesterday, but something is happening--

To me.

The reason that you are reading this particular Rant so late is that, quite frankly, I overslept this morning, and I overslept really badly.

How about an hour?

I mean, I have overslept before, and probably will oversleep again before I am done, but I rarely do it, and if I do it, it is not for an hour.

But today, I did just that.

That is why I kind of think that there is something in the air that made me do it.

Could it be the hard day I had at work on Monday?

Nope, I didn't have too hard a day at work yesterday.

In fact, there wasn't too much doing.

Could it have been the massive rainstorm that I came home in yesterday evening?

Perhaps. My allergies have been a bit out of whack the past few days, so maybe driving home in that rain burst made me tired enough to need the extra sleep.

How about what I ate last night?

Yes, my belly was really full after eating my wife's spaghetti and meatballs. We don't often have this for dinner, so this was a real treat, and while I wasn't stuffed beyond recognition, I was very satisfied after I finished that meal, so maybe I needed the sleep to kind of have it settle in my insides.

Whatever it was, I slept like a baby last night, which is really a silly saying, because most babies don't sleep that well.

Let's just say that I slept like a hibernating bear, that is a better description of the state I was in while sleeping.

And I had no nightmares, no dreams, or at least I don't remember them.

But whatever the case, here it is, way past 5 a.m., and I am still writing this Rant.

I barely have finished breakfast--I passed on the cereal today and simply had two pieces of bread with butter--and I haven't looked in the job listings yet, nor have I retrieved the newspaper from the driveway.

The more I think about it, the reason that I overslept was probably a simple one.

Heck, I am just tired, period.

So while world events probably didn't impact my sleep, my overall state of being did.

I am bushed, I am tired, and I guess my body simply gave into that this morning.

I hope to be on time tomorrow--

But who knows. I still feel tired, so I can't count out sleeping late again tomorrow, or the next day, or the day after that.

I would like to put this thing to bed, but I think the only thing that is going to bed is me.