So I'm up at almost 5. That's not really the point.

But I was upstairs, my mother is getting ready for work.

I'm walking around singing...oh well I just forgot what I was singing.

But it was a depressing part of a song, and my mom asks me why I'm so happy.

I tell her " I'm singing a depressing song though"

I think she thought I was high.

I had a cup of coffee with her.

Oh boy...

Tags: 5am, coffee, sad