I had a solid sleep until four-something in the morning when I woke up from a dream thinking it was already time to get up. Rolled over and got back to sleep okay, but then woke again at six, but I still didn't have to begin getting up till 7:30 or thereabouts. Partly, my back was killing me (it's been time for a new mattress for a long time now). Anyway, I'm up, feeling like something ran over me but drinking the java, and trying to bring back my two (?) dreams, one of which concerned some of the updates over the years in The Fantasticks (at some point in the dream I believed I had a handle on all the changes, until suddenly there was a whole song or maybe something incidental that looked familiar but I was completely unprepared for it) and the other is still trying to break through. Maybe it shouldn't bother. That first one was enough. And that's my morning so far.