Today, I woke up at 5:20AM in order to be at work by 6. I made coffee, packed my bag, and pedaled to work in the rain as the sun rose. And then I realized that my body thought I was going to the airport. I didn't need to hit snooze when my alarm went off, and I didn't crave caffeine with the usual intensity. But why? Because my body expected to be in a white noise, airplane engine-induced coma within an hour or two. Symptoms? Well, for one thing, I craved a hamburger. Yes, at 6AM, I wanted nothing more than a Big Mac. I couldn't quite make that happen, but luckily, the vending machine on the 7th floor sold microwaveable White Castle Burgers and man, were they delicious. My body eventually realized it wouldn't be flying.

There's no point to this story other than I wanted to share it and get better at blogging more frequently. If you need more, head to Autostraddle and read my latest post about Laura Marling, a folk singer I first fell in love with while in London.