I took a two-hour nap late this afternoon that left me feeling stoned. But the way I woke from it might have something to do with that. “I woke abruptly because a little birdy was whispering unpleasantries in my ear!”
I was informed as I woke by the little birdy that it was Mike, my waiter from Dominick’s where I had lunch this afternoon, insisting on driving me home due to the rain that kept me from being hit by a car. Not a pleasant thought to wake with by any means.
Why the little birdy felt the need to inform me of that fact is beyond me. But… Maybe it was worried I might get too used to its tweeting away and wanted to make sure it could still get my undivided attention.
Of course, the birdy could have been just singing me a nasty little song. But if the song was one of truth… Well… When I strongly felt in my gut I should take Mike’s offer, “I’m glad I went along!”