Son crawled in bed at 5:30 a.m. upset saying he was having nightmares and was afraid. I told him the only thing he need be afraid of right now was the alarm clock because it was going to make a loud noise very soon.

Didn't work, he followed me into the darkness of the morning world. I hate mornings and always have felt out of sorts and cranky during each one. We made it through the day. The skies today helped a lot.

Fighting fatigue and (ph)fotoshop now when I should be finding the pillow and covers, that pesky morning darkness will be scaring me all too soon.