This morning I heard the most disturbingly beautiful music ever. I swam up from the depths of my dreams, all the while hearing this lovely music and when I finally broke the surface and could sort of be classified as awake, I looked to the TV because I was that positive it was on and that was where the music was coming from.
It was not.
The music was my alarm clock, and it took me forever to figure it out. My tired brain could not process the noise I was hearing as the usual discordant blaring alarm.
It was music!
This leads me to believe that I really am tone deaf and have no musical talent because the alarm is just that: an alarm. It blasts a shocking squawking noise designed to give me a jolt out of sleep. And also, I believe I am exhausted! I had better go to bed early (or just a little earlier) tonight....
Great read. I love music except the alarm clock.
ReplyDeleteHave a lovely day.
Yvonne.
My alarm could NEVER be music. HATE it! Yes, to bed early!
ReplyDeleteHow I hate my alarm!
ReplyDeleteI hope you're able to get to bed earlier tonight. I always have good intentions but never get there until after 1 a.m. No wonder I'm exhausted... LOL