as i got up without me

*my entry got deleted so this is my recollection of what I had typed a few minutes earlier

Today I rediscovered the joy of staying home and doing nothing all day. At noon I took a nap for almost two hours. My soul got up before my body did. It was a neat experience. I felt I had gotten up and was walking down the stairs toward the kitchen and I heard the sound of the radio coming from the kitchen getting louder and louder. Then I felt a rope jerking me back. My movement was restricted. I realized my body was still in bed. So I went back into my body and did the whole get-up thing all over again. It was easier to move when my soul was in a body.

But even now, with my soul in a body, I still sense this crossfire of thoughts happening: back to school tomorrow, self-disappointments, back to school tomorrow...

Now, where did I leave that bottle of excitement?