5am

What is it with my brain and 5am? Why does it seem to think that’s a good time to wake up at the moment? Four times this last week it’s done it.

And this morning… not just your usual “roll over, look at the clock, go back to sleep” type of waking up, no, full “sitting up in bed, would contemplate getting up and making a cup of tea if you weren’t slightly creeped out by the odd dream you can’t quite remember and aren’t about to put a foot outside the quilt” waking up.

So instead you lie there wondering if the next door neighbour is on some kind of sadistic early morning shift and your subconscious mind can sense his alarm clock going off through the wall or whether it’s just your brain fucking you over for it’s own warped reasons.

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