I know why though. It's because I fell asleep before 9pm last night and my body has decided that seven hours is quite enough of that.
It rained all day yesterday. From early gym to lights out, it chucked it down. It felt like October - leaves swilling about in the gutter, the sound of umbrellas popping and the earthy smell of rain and soil. The sky grew so dark at lunchtime that my manager flicked open Firefox and booked a holiday to the Italian Lakes to cheer herself up.
Even now, in the super early morning, it feels unseasonably chilly. It's university-weather: the fading summer and the drizzling autumn. Only we've somehow missed the long shadows of September.
What should I do? It's too late to go back to sleep, too early to get up and go. For logistical reasons (I might explain later) my car is on the other side of town, so I can't drive anywhere. Maybe I'll read something, or follow my pastor's example and do some praying.
A train rattles somewhere, the clock ticks loudly through the dark silence and I shiver in the cool morning air until my body drags me deeper into the warm duvet.
Maybe I'll google Italian Lake holidays.
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