This morning started with an early alarm and only two 'snoozes' - a great start. Then I woke up, flicked on the straightners, went into the lounge and flicked on the iron and then went into the bathroom for my shower and mouth cleanse. Straightened my hair, ironed my shirt and performed minor household tasks - by the way, I was dressed at this point! ALL IN 30 MINUTES. 

It's funny, in the early stages of the morning when the brain hasn't had time to engage thought and reflex takes account of everything I find myself able to achieve the rare and impossible for the male species - multi-tasking! I can perform multiple tasks and all within a good time too. This morning I left the apartment at around 7.24am (not to be too precise) and set off for work... tum-te-tum-te-tum tum tum.

It wasn't, however, until I got on the bus that it happened. Within the confines of a warm bus, PTLS (Public Transport Lullaby Syndrome) set in and I fell asleep... and we're not talking 'snooze'. I was OUT. Out for the count. I was woken up by a pleasant fellow who alerted me to our arrival at our destination - I JUST HOPE I DIDN'T SNORE! Deep sleep can bring out the lion inside of me...

So there is it, evidence that you can operate without brain functionality and snooze as a result of such occurences. This morning I reaked of Eau de Zombie... zzzzzZZZZZombie. But I'm alive now.

GOOD MORNING!