eight minutes

Some days it is harder than others to wake up, today is one of those. Had set an alarm early as although I didn't have to go to school today I do have to go and teach a private lesson early. Had forgotten to deactivate the school alarm, though, so I ended up sending the alarm (which these days is my mobile phone) to snooze some fifteen times, each time falling asleep straight away and dreaming brief, labyrinthine dreams full of mysteries and puzzles, which as always go down the washbasin as I wash my face and thus vanish, the harder to keep hold of the more I try to grasp them. Then it is coffee and the day taking over the night and replacing it with its own ghosts.