alarm clock please

MMM, what did I do today? Something I never do, something I would never even consider doing, ever… I arrived late, 30 minutes late to my therapy session. The part of my life I consider most sacred: my therapy session, and well obviously my therapist, cant take away from that.

I am never late for anything, but I am especially never late for my session. No, no way. So what happened is I go to bed to late, I wake up to late: but who’s watching anyway?
(Wicked sniggering) My phone died in my sleep, which means no alarm clock. My phone died? Maybe it has something to do with the fact that it practically sleeps in the same bed as I DO. Maybe I text in my sleep, wear the battery down, I don’t know.

I know I was having an intense dream about my therapist. I can remember the exact details but I remember it felt very real. And no unfortunately I was not taking her clothes off, seducing her in her chair, no sadly not, but we were having some in-depth conversation about saving someone and how I need to help her, then she looked at her watch and told me I was late. That’s when I woke up and realised, dead phone, no alarm, boom I’m late.

I pulled my clothes on, brushed my teeth, missed my meds and missed my coffee, but I got there and I barely remember, but I do know I have been more productive today then any other, well if you call productive driving around from mall to mall looking for magnets.

I decided that I should write a weekly schedule for my life but of course I needed magnets fore the schedule to be put on the fridge. The magnets became more important then the schedule and took up most of the day. I got a little side tracked at the malls, watching beautiful girls,woman,Goths.

Anyway my therapist must have said something to inspire me, a few hours later, no magnets but I have my schedule, whoa…