This morning I found myself in a strange headspace. Of course, I always think I am in a strange headspace. This morning, however, was different in that I felt the morning differently. Usu. the alrm goes off before 8 am & I hit snooze a few times until I have enough yo-yo sleep and finally hit the sleep/radio button. I usu. lie there inert listening to the radio for many minutes. This morning I was awake yet appathetic with no sign of my usual Monday gloom which via my internal dialogue sounds something like this, “Oh, man, it’s Monday isn’t it…wait maybe it’s Sunday & I’m just confused. (pause while I mentally check) Nope, it’s definitely Monday. Shit, did I forget anything for work? Wasn’t I supposed to (do something) for today? Oh, shit! I didn’t do that. Damn. Guess I’ll just play it by ear/do it at the last minute/do it right now. Did I forget anything else?” and so on and so on. Today, that mental gloom didn’t hit until I was walking into work past the retirement home (ha ha). I don’t know if I felt removed from the Monday gloom because we were in Rosarito Beach this past weekend or was it because Schmokie has become el grando cuddler since his operation or was it just dehydration from muchas margaritas…we shall never know. The only thing that is know is that gloom was somewhat delayed this glorious, sunny September morning.