That’s when I woke up. And have been awake ever since. Apparently, my body had decided it had had enough sleep. Which is really odd, because I can’t remember the last time I actually felt like I had had enough sleep. I don’t really feel like it now, either; I just feel kind of wired. Or possibly terrified. Terrified of how tired I am going to feel later. Like, once my son gets home from school. I’ve got about an hour and half or so. I am going to attempt a preemptive nap….