It’s like clockwork (which, technically it is…) but at 7am give or take 5 minutes. I fly out of bed wide awake thinking I’ve missed my alarm and am late for work. I grab my phone and check the time… 7am… I still have an hour and a half left to sleep. This wouldn’t be so odd other than the fact that its happened almost every morning. And it can’t be due to jet lag (that I’m aware of) because if that were the case I’d be flying out of bed at 11pm. I’m convinced I must have mentally kept traveling and reached somewhere in Russia. St. Petersburg, I want to say. Because I get absolutely exhausted around 7pm and shoot out of bed roughly 12 hours later.

“7am! 7am is for sleeping!” No truer words have been spoken.