I woke up in the middle of the night. In a haze I squinted over to look at my alarm clock to check the time (because that is why we look at clocks right?) I read the word ERROR instead of 5:44. I thought something really bad must have happened. But, then I was asleep before I knew it, vulnerable (yet protected by dreams) to whatever catastrophe had caused an error in time.

Jon reminded me of a funny story last night. I gave him mono from sharing water bottles and various other drinks over the course of our coinciding winter breaks (during the 2004-2005 school year). He said he was so confused how he could have got mono since his girlfriend Daniella did not have it. After a conversation with Andrew they discovered he must have got it from me but since I was sleeping all day anyway. I never even knew I had it.

It was funnier when he told it.