This morning I found myself, once again, awake on a weekend morning way earlier than necessary. I just don't get it. I even stayed up later than normal! I'm sure tomorrow morning I'll be more than ready to turn over and sleep through the alarm - but that'll just too dang bad! I've never been an early riser (much to my mother's dismay), perhaps its this "middle age" thing I've always heard so much about; who knows? I've also found myself longing for an afternoon nap after lunch lately and that's REALLY not like me. Could be the aforementioned "MA"... but I could have also been abducted by aliens. Sure, one may be more plausible than the other - but I'd rather you keep that opinion to yourself. So, rather than stay in bed and try to fall back to sleep, I opted for enjoying the early start to my day. All was quiet on the home front, even the cicadas were fast asleep.