Maybe because I went to bed roughly 90 minutes earlier than usual. Maybe because yesterday's 87-degree high temp left the house a little warmer and even though we'd switched on the air temporarily, my room was still hot.
Or maybe it's just because my brain, haunted by all the things I know I must accomplish today, refused to completely shut down for an extended period.
Whatever the reason, I was awake shortly after 4 a.m. I tried in vain to go back to sleep but I could NOT get comfortable. Before 4:30, I'd given up. And by the time I normally would have been fumbling in the dark to turn the alarm off, I was piloting Ladybird across town to grab a bus.
By 6:15, I was working. And I need to get back to it. I may break briefly in a few minutes to get some caffeine, though somehow I already feel like I've had the morning infusion. (I am so NOT a morning person so this even feels wrong.) The one benefit of coming in extra early: There will be absolutely no one disturbed when I hang a few pictures in a bit!