Dream a little dream...

of Jim?

I have no one but Jim to thank for the fact that I was at work early today.

I set my alarm for 5. I fully intended to get up when it buzzed, but somehow I managed to fall asleep again.

Normally this would mean I might be at work by 8:30, if I was lucky, however, this morning I was still at work by 6:30.

This is why thanks are due to Jim. I don't remember the dream, only the clammy cold sweat fear drenched feeling I woke up with at 5:30. I don't want to know what happened, or how, I just know that if I hadn't been having terrible dreams about Jim, I would have been late for work.