Rude awakenings I'm on fire! This critical analysis is a beautiful and introspective piece of work. Sadly, I'm sure I won't be able to keep it up long enough to make it through the last five articles I have to analyze. Grumble, grumble, grumble. I left my cell phone on last night, by mistake, and the Boy called me at one in the morning and woke me up! His intention was only to leave a message, not actually wake me up to talk, but it was still annoying. Guess that'll teach me to forget to turn my phone off. It's always interesting to look back at events that caused you to wake up in the middle of the night. They always have a dreamlike quality. For instance, I can remember heading for the door to try and locate the phone, but I can't remember the preceding action of getting out of bed. It's like that when you can remember dreams too. You remember certain places and people, but you aren't really sure how they all fit together. |