Waking Up Without A Clue...

observations on this life
Woke up this morning feeling as if I was in the wrong place, or more like I wasn't sure where I was. But I was at home, in my own space.... Hum... The long winter nights make it hard to adjust to the darkness in the early hours. I wish I could sleep until the sun peaks over the horizon, but it doesn't happen much anymore. Only when I stay out very late and staying out late doesn't happen very much anymore either.
It's funny how unfamiliar the familiar can be sometimes. As I've moved from being a working stiff to being a student again I find that from time to time I'm left feeling lost sitting on my couch, watching my TV, eating my food.
It's an adjustment and it could be why I felt so uncomfortable when I woke up this morning. Seems that each day blends into the next, and I've fallen into that rhythm that leaves me in a place of not knowing what day, or date it is. I'll be glad when winter wains a little more and the sun gets up before I do.