Supersister's Need Z's Too!

As has been typical of this semester so far, my day has been completely haywire up to this point (meaning 11:20 p.m.). For some reason, I can't seem to get into bed at an hour that falls on the day that I actually started on to save anyone's life, let alone mine. Every night when I take my routine stroll to the medicine chest for my evening 'fix', my full bottle of prescription Ambien seems to sit there and laugh at me.

Maybe not, huh? Maybe they're just laughing with me 'cause they want to play, right? I mean medication could have dreams of a purpose in life, too. It's not the poor little Ambien's fault they were sent home with a genius that can't remember to slow down and take one of them early enough during evenings when she OBVIOUSLY needs to get some kind of decent sleep, so that she'll have enough hours to sleep off the effects of the medication before her mornings starts the next day.

Oh, wait a minute. I really am sleepy, because in that last sentence I flipped into speaking in some other person (don't ask me if it's first, second, or third because I never really got that whole premise straight back in high school 18 years ago; and I've been winging it since I've come back to college). Now, if I could only channel spirits from the 'other side' at the same time, I might have something to show for these trances I seem to go into at my desk sometimes at night. There's a thought!

I live a life right now that's a constant rat-race; so, I never anticipate completing all daily tasks, in lieu of the myriad 'ah man' events that always come up. During those times, I just do what all Superwomen do, since Alicia Keyes put our secret out there: "....even when I'm a mess, I still put on a vest with an S on my chest. Oh, yes, I'm a Superwoman!! Yes I am!"

OK, maybe I can't fly and all that; however, some days I sure feel like I need to. Have you seen traffic on Youree Dr. lately? Anyway, it really doesn't matter. I do know that God is good ALL the time; He blesses me each and every day! So maybe my Ambien pills and I will continue to have our little 2 a.m. comedy sessions, since I have a 'little' extra protection.

Besides, with the two of us up at that time of morning, you never know if my cape may start working. And you KNOW what that could mean for the country!! I mean, Sec Clinton (then Sen Clinton) did say the phone could ring at 2 a.m. Now, I'm just saying, what if President Obama and First Lady Obama had taken their Ambien after a long day? Hey, I could go on, fly to the oval office, hook the country up, and answer the phone! Think about it. Everytime they showed that commercial of THE phone (you know which phone), you never saw a caller ID on it!

Alright, it is past time for me to wrap this up, because I just had a vision of me flying into the oval office, getting only partial info, and then having to *69 the caller back using morse code with the little button that hangs the phone up. Oh, yes, I'm sleepy ya'll! When you are starting to have issues during a daydream, its time to let it go!

Hope you had as much fun with this as I did!

Be Blessed!!

Kharamel