Two funny* things happened to me this morning
ONE. At 7:05am I was sound asleep, buried under several blankets in my increasingly cold apartment. At 7:54am I was getting out of a cab at LaGuardia airport. It's weird to think about the relationship between time and place, especially when you throw sleep into the equation. I find myself thinking about this a lot whenever I oversleep and then have to book it to work. There have been uncountable occasions when the time between waking from sleep in my bed at home to actually working at the office miles away was less than 40 minutes-- even less when I was back in Omaha. That's a weird thing to think about in a way, and I guess really, just illustrates the magic of transportation.
It's nice to be momentarily overwhelmed by concepts that are incredibly common.
TWO. I just watched
last night's episode of The Office. Hands down best of the season. Specifically the scenes in involving Michael at his improv class.
*Maybe "funny" should have been replaced with "interesting/entertaining"