Once again someone in my household has been fiddling with my alarm clock. Not to the time setting, this time, but to the volume. Generally I have it set so low I only hear the click of the alarm about to go off…followed by some low-level fuzzy static that is MPR. Not so this morning. I heard it loud and clear, with Cathy Wurzer and associates bellowing at me.
At 6:25 …the Minneapolis Public Library…
*snooze*
At 6:34 …in Milwaukee…
*snooze*
At 6:43 …with steak fajitas…
I didn’t have the presence of mind to locate the volume control. Instead, despite the adrenaline jolt, I somehow drifted back to sleep each time. And had some really strange dreams. Tomorrow morning I think I’ll wake up to Radio K instead.