Upon Sleeping and Awakening

Is there a more uncertain moment than the first few seconds after waking up. When you slide out of a dream, and cant be precisely sure what is real and what is fantasy. When you have no idea what day/week/month...etc it is, no earthly notion of what time it is, and sometimes even no idea where you are. You may have eaten something before bed whose digestion caused some strange dreams. You may have celebrated a bit too much the night before, and if you go to bed unsure of whats going on, there is a good chance you'll wake up that way too.

I love it when you wake up at 6:30, head pounding, more exhausted than a prize fighter who just went 12 rounds, in utter disbelief that you have to drag yourself to work. Then a glimmer creeps into your head..."What's today?". The feeling builds and grows "Come on. Come onnnn!" Guarding against the potential whiplash of No/yes/No, you allow your memory to cast about, and recap the week to this point. Then, it hits you. "Yeeesssssss! Saturday!" This feeling is the best on Saturday, in my opinion. Sunday is cool, but you still have that last day of the weekend thing. Days off and holidays provide an interesting version of this if they fall on a weekday. You almost feel like you are getting away with something. But when you find out that you dont have to get up if you don't want to, that is just bliss. And the best part of all this is that the whole internal dialogue occurs in about 3 seconds. Afterwards, you fall back on your bed, but usually don't fall asleep right away. You can lay/lie (I always get the word wrong) there and just soak up the freedom you have. Then you can find the still-warm spot in your bed, hop back in your sleep crease, and get some more precious shut-eye.

The entire process described above, with the reverse outcome (I think I have off, but in reality its Monday) sucks more than words can do justice to.

I think I have more to say on this, but that will do for now.