And the first thing that popped into my head is the movie The Usual Suspects. Have you seen it? It came out in 1995 (though I have no idea what year I saw it) and was the first movie I remember having a truly compelling gotcha moment. I never saw the ending coming and we talked about it forever afterward. I’ve watched it a couple of times since and see bits and pieces of clues tucked into the film, things I didn’t even notice the first time. It’s a fun ride.

I used to be able to say I usually sleep in on Saturday but things have shifted. At first it was because the weekend was when BrightSide could sleep in and I’m home during the week so I usually get up after he’s up for work — that sentence structure got away from me. Let’s try again.

I used to be able to say I usually sleep in on the weekend but things have shifted. My eyes pop open by 7:15am (ugh) and I open the door to Seven parked in the hall, crying plaintively as though he might starve from neglect. Knowing he’s out there every morning begging for the food has a lot to do with my inability to just roll over and go back to sleep…some photos for the cat tax:

The amount of sleep I get doesn’t even seem to matter. I fell asleep at 2:30am last night (it’s a long story). That was unusual, even for me, and I think we can all agree five hours of sleep is unacceptable. Or it is for me, a human who used to need a solid eight to nine hours in order to function. Over the last six months or so I’ve shifted to a seven hour schedule which isn’t bad physically, but psychologically? Let’s just say I’m usually not the sparkliest penny in the bowl at the seven o’clock hour.

Guess it’s a good thing most people don’t have to deal with me then. BrightSide deserves all your kind thoughts for taking this hit for the world at large.

Linda hosts Stream of Consciousness Saturday. This week’s prompt is “usual.” Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!