Rude Awakening

You've had this kind of day before. The moment you are conscious, something isn't right...there's too much light outside coming in from the windows for you to be gettting up on time. Immediately you spring from the bed realizing that you are going to be late. Your body doesn't do you the service of sleeping until its late enough to say "Fuck it, I'm not going to be on time anyway, no need to rush." No, you body wakes you at the precise moment that you are supposed to be at work, so rushing is the only option. At this point you get dressed and are alert faster than you have ever accomplished in your life. Men with snub-nosed pistols raised in the air and chronometers in the other hand are coaching you to a faster time...No time for brushing your teeth! Don't forget to turn off the coffee maker! Your zipper is down! Bam...you're out the door. Keys! Shit...okay, back in, out and in the car. The story rages on to catching EVERY RED LIGHT that you never catch and getting stuck behind lazy assholes that are obviously not as important as you to rush to work! For the rest of the day, everything is off, as if to say that you are in the wrong place at the wrong time. This is not how your day is supposed to go and it is VERY clear when it is not going the way that it is supposed to.
The fact that I need Polly in my life is obvious and reinforced today. Things just aren't the same without her.