I am awake but not ready to be awake.
I woke before my toddler this morning. I even got up before her! (This is not a normal occurrence.) Her door was open a crack as I went downstairs and I peered in to see her covers off and her little bottom stuck in the air; her customary sleeping pose. I had an exhausting day yesterday and I even went to bed late (post-midnight) but it seems to have been that combination that allowed me to enjoy a sound night’s sleep. That said, I had some disturbing dreams. I am not sure when I had them. Probably within the space of a few seconds prior to properly waking. They have kept my mind preoccupied since waking – highlighting insecurities and weaknesses lying dormant within me. Overtly Freudian. I am awake but not ready to be awake.